Solitary Moment

There is a tree out there
in the field
among the winter shadows

the tree trunk is bathed
in the soft glow
of the setting sun

if you follow the trunk
on up the tree
you can see a hawk's nest
perched there
like an old growth upon the tree

and if you keep following
the limbs up to where they get
thin and skinny
and squint into the sun
you can see the hawk

watching the field
for movement

fierce eyes
hooked beak
fluffed head
of feathered splendor

an observance worth making
a picture worth taking

hawk and tree and setting sun
and the beauty of
that solitary moment

is enough
to make you kneel
and say a prayer.



© d.knape
February 22, 2016
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