His flight

At midnight
He meets the moon
Starts enchanting her
With tales of the universe…
He sits quietly
On a mountain peak
Savoring the chills
Of the stars
Shinning under their light
Shaming all of the scars

At midday
Breaks open his wings
For the whole world to see
How beautiful he is…
He softly waits
And foresees his prey
Like every Nature`s creatures
He balances the world
And its course
Enriching her beauties
With his predator eye…
Oh, how beautiful
Appears in his flight
In his ripeness!…
Marvelous creature
The blackness of the shades
The strength…the freedom
…and his flight…
Speaks of all serenades.




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