Greeted by the Grace of
a wing span greater than hers,
a red tailed hawk delivers words of patience
and love upon her gold filled wings.
Through wind filled branches,
she soars,
knowing that in this time wrapped moment,
a heart held and waiting for rippling waters to settle
strengthens and renews itself
through beams of sunlight and softheld reflections.
Windswept
Great imagery!!!! Beautiful!!!!! 🙂
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Thanks Patty. Sometimes, we just have to be paying attention at the right moment.
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Lovely. I once wrote a story about a woman and a hawk – they are such majestic birds.
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Yes.. it was a moment that day that reminded me that “we” are not in this life alone. If you can put your hands on your story, I would love to read it.
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Here is the link: Would love the feedback. https://onewomansquest.org/2016/03/10/hawk-inspired/
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Hope you don’t mind if I link to this poem. You’ve inspired me to reblog my story.
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That would be great!
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