Hawk

In the sky's expanse, a hawk's keen eye,

Soaring on currents, effortless and high.

Wings stretched wide, a silhouette bold,

In the search of prey, in valleys cold.

With feathers sharp and talons keen,

A hunter's grace, a predator's sheen.

Through windswept skies and azure blue,

It charts its course, steadfast and true.

A sentinel of mountains grand,

Where rugged peaks and cliffs expand.

A symbol of freedom, strength, and love.

In nature's dance, where wild things roam,

The hawk commands the sky, its home.

A guardian of the wild and free,

In flight, it embodies majesty.