Trigger warning: the hawk in this poem and quote is deceased.
In life,
majestic sky-flyer,
you inspired me
By flying
above it all.
Your ability to
soar, with or
without the wind,
Never ceased to
tell the story of your
journey
In tranquil
and terrifying terms.
I suspect
that your talons
ripped the life
From many a
tiny creature:
Some considerably smaller
than you and
probably a few
Who were your
size or
Even larger.
In death,
you continue to inspire.
For reasons unfathomable,
you called on us — we humans,
no matter what our
Walk of life or
view of the world —
to honor
Your carcass
strewn so sadly
on the pavement.
Red-tailed one:
call us to a more
thoughtful life;
Bring us back to
our sense of
connection; and
Keep us mindful
of the beauty of
your ferocious and
tender ways.
~ spontaneously composed (improvised) by Stan Stewart
~ Copyright © 2018 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All rights reserved.
Warning ⚠️- the hawk in this story is deceased. Continue at your own risk.
— stan stewart (@muz4now) August 11, 2018
I drove around it. After I completed my route, I came back to that same corner and noticed the carcass was completely unchanged and un-moved. To my surprise, every driver was treating it with the same sacredness that I did. Naturally,
— stan stewart (@muz4now) August 11, 2018