She spreads her wings,
Jumps into the air,
Ascending effortlessly.
In slow, thoughtful circles,
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I've just commented on your first Hawk - the one with the blood and guts. They are both superb, this has more of the grace of Vaughan Williams, the first, the power of Mahler. I'm glad you've kept 'hollow-boned' and 'where time is measured by the beat of angel wings'. Your writing is exceptional. Looking forward to more. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Wonderful imagery. I like to think of time being measured by angel wings.Take care. Warm regards, Sandra