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That piercing shrill tears my grounding.
It drives me deep into imagination,
my vision of that larger whole
where man and beast are one with life,
seeking solitude and oneness —
that deep expression of mystery and soul.
It pulls me out of my own smallness
and opens eternity, whole, within me.
You, Hawk, you majestic creature,
like a distant church bell ringing out,
you hold me prisoner in that moment.
Your KEE- EE breaks through the noise
of my daily distraction —
of any despair I may be harboring —
and opens up a sky of healing,
of earth, of my own deep longing.
Now, solidly planted on the earth,
No matter where I am or what I’m doing,
I stop. I listen. I praise.
I bless the oneness that we share –
the mystery of our life and longing,
the mystery that opens that divide between us,
and for that moment,
makes us one.
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