I witnessed a hawk drop like a stone into a field from the apex of the sky. It was part of the intricate fabric of simple transactions of life and death we all become aware of.
As I thought about what I saw I realized one thing was becoming another thing before my eyes. The poem came to mind at that time and has been written and re-written since 2005. The poem in the image is the latest version. You will probably need to click on the image to read the poem.
Poem and Image (C)2012 David H. Roche
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Sunday, May 13, 2012
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