HAWK

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Captive, he stands,

chained to his perch,

facing west,

the setting sun warm on his face.

Slowly, his great wings rise,

lift up,

the wind familiar

under his feathery pinions.

Blissful, staring into the sun,

a zephyr ruffling his feathers,

this creature of the air

forgets his tethers

for the moments

that he is remembering

Flight.

for Sumana's prompt at Midweek Motif: Souls Caged and Free. This prompt reminded me of something I read some time ago, about wild birds caged in a recovery centre, who would gather as the sun set and face into the wind, stretching out their wings. I am certain they were remembering the joy of flight and freedom.