A Falcon does not fear, but hears
her friend – the wind: he is blind
but behind every flight
of the fearless falcon.
Her energy and bravery comes from he –
Who challenges a falcon’s strength
and depth of her heart.
Time and again the wind would fight
the falcon’s flight – tearing her right and left.
Once he crept behind her wings, pushing as she cries,
Rise! The wind would yell. For only he
knew the courage and power of a falcon’s wing’s,
An eagle’s vision in a falcon’s eye,
The ferocious roars of a falcon’s voice.
The Falcon knows it’s just child’s play,
At the end of the day, after all,
He would never let her fall.
The Little Novice