Waking Up

The world is still. The morn quiet. All is still waking up.

From the perch the hawk looks on. Waiting for the movement. The dawn.

It is coming soon. Arriving fast. The waking happens, at last.

Forever watching. Overlooking it all. The hawk see movement, so small.

Gliding over. Reaching fast. Hawk is patient. He is nourished. Full at last.