Metaphysics

A nightfall metamorphosis—
A soul transforms,
the hawk takes flight.
Wings of power dance;
sweet release.
Over the Cascade range
bathed in cool mist,
arching toward the heavens
in sensual surrender—
The hawk’s talons,
encircled in steel shackles
shredding leather—
The final tether falls to earth.

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