Hawk - Illustrated Haiku + Lyrics (First Posted Mar. 28, 2011)

Hawk Song

 Hawk, on the treetop
Sharp witness to my passing
I (oh, I) give … thanks ….

 Once upon a time (as the story goes)
A woman both young and fanciful in nature
Came to believe she, herself, was a bird.
The drum of the woodpecker is what she heard.

 The years flew by and took with them her youth
What didn’t change was her determination and
Her ability to drill, drill, drill through steel
Not a bird, yet, her woodpecker nature is real.

 So, to the degree she is one of a feathered kind
She grew to know where in that airy kingdom she stands
On the avian totem pole those with talons are on top
So, to Brother Hawk, a mental curtsey she always drops.

 Hawk, on the treetop
Sharp witness to my passing
I (oh, I) give … thanks ….