Poetry

Hawks Soar Over Rancho Del Cielo

Hawks soar over Cielo escarpment.
No movement goes without detection.
Curved wings slice through sky.
Predator’s flight made in unison,
dancing the dance of death.
We sit motionless observing nature
as birds disappear into clouds.
Today, Cielo shares it’s blessing.

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