Free open air,

So close, yet so far.

As if it’s playing games,

Saying, “You can’t catch me!

You’ll always be one step away.”

Able to see, but not to touch.

That’s how the Hawk in the cage feels.

Never to feel the cooling breeze

Running through its feathery, silky, brown wings.

That have been taken care of by the humans.

Trimmed Claws, so the humans don’t get hurt.

Feeling the fresh sunlight behind the metal wire.

Not able to get closer, as he doesn't want to get burned.

Every day watching the free play,

Never able to interact.

The Hawk is a marvelous creator,

A bird of prey.

Only one can see it’s suffering.

Losing its animal instincts

To hunt, to mate, and to build a nest.

The shine in his Midnight Black eyes, stolen away.

A ‘pet’ that’s what they say.

Laughing, name-calling and the worst of all,

Being shunned from its own kind.

They told hawk he was no longer welcome home.

Cast aside by family that he once knew.

Feeling as if his heart was actually broken into bits.

She never did that.

She had long flowing blue hair almost as blue as the ocean.

She knows how it feels to be outcasted.

She shows the Hawk love,

And that it's still a creature of nature.

She brings hope to the desperate Hawk.

He never thought it was possible for his heart to be mended.

She’s a human, that’s how it started.

He fell in love, the family didn’t like it.

Did he care? Never, they abandoned him at his worst.

She was always there,

When he’s with her, he’s back in nature.

Free.

Brave.

Who he’s meant to be.

She never left, even when he was on his death.

She cried as she said goodbye.

The once caged bird was now with his flock.

Marvelously High.