Shed not your tears for this old Hawk
who rode the thermals to their highest peak
Some solar winds now he must seek
his flanks
protected,
eyes now icy
open wide.
Another time and place he will appear,
from Legend to Myth for all to fear
Not his vengeance, for he hath none
his heart and soul is everyones

With soaring flight through mountains,
valleys
treetops high
His joyous cry rings out again,
the ethernet his new domain
no more a stranger in a stranger land.
Thru time and space his journey starts,
new visions trace the Universe
cross endless skies
a legacy for those on earth.

Freedoms Cry

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