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Mighty

 

Among the mountains high the mighty hawk is attracted by the silver stream
flowing softly under her, she dives lower toward the sparkling streaks
drawing her even closer to the fresh mist of her remembered years long
gone.

She gathers branches for her nest she must build before her little ones
will be born, her days grow long her survival is important at these last
days before her life changes forever

Once her life is started new, she will continue her way down many paths
in the heavens before her, she will know where food is plenty, and how to fend for herself when danger approaches

Mighty is her name master of her Universe, the Hawk of truth continues
flying high, free and brave, she knows what must be done to live in the world of fear.

Now time has come for her to warn her children the mighty war now
approaches with demands of evil and sadness, she must turn the
other way and find her own little patch of sky to fly in safety, secure
enough for her not to be concerned about being shot down before
her time.

By Derena

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