As The Red Hawk Soars

Breathing in the warmth and light of

the morning sun

as the red hawk

soars overhead,

I release night’s uneasiness

and let red hawk

tuck it beneath

his wings and fly.

Left grounded now in emptiness,

I sit and watch

as breath moves through

swaying trees and me.

                                                                                        JDG

2 comments on “As The Red Hawk Soars

  1. jeglatter's avatar jeglatter says:

    Beautiful!
    -Jennifer

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  2. Cheryl Yarek's avatar Cheryl Yarek says:

    Joan; your poetry is becoming more and more absolutely amazing.

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