Ah, to be a bird

Where air is my element

And I flit about nay a care in the world

Light as a feather, nimble as a mouse

Free to go up, down, all around

I could put it all behind me

Escape to another world

If I please, if I please…

And if I tire, I’d find a perch

Gaze down at the world so far away

Noticing every detail with my razor-sharp vision

Letting myself be free

Free to be me

Oh how glorious it would be.

I didn’t set out to write prose that resembles a poem, but I guess that’s how my thoughts sort of gathered themselves. It’s funny that I began writing this last night and then this afternoon, a hawk glided along to a stop near me, right on a rock on the ground. It’s not often you see these birds of prey so low to the ground, calmly sitting. It watched as I walked around to get a picture of it and let me take one. Before I could get a better position and zoom in more, it was off again, sailing ever so gracefully into the sky. I’m so inspired by these great birds – in fact, I’ll be writing about them again for today’s 365great.

Can you spot the hawk hiding behind the branches near the top of the rocks?

I’ve long admired these creatures, not only because they are so powerful and elegant all in one, but because they get to fly. I wish my body could allow me to go airborne whenever I want. It’s so beautiful up in the air and everything is so crisp and clear. They represent empowerment and freedom to me, which are things that I value deeply. Beyond that, I’d love to spread my wings and take myself away from this place sometimes. Wouldn’t it be nice to retreat from the world for awhile and find your peace? Get lost in your own thoughts and not worry about the rest of the world.

Oh, to be a bird…