The Sky King

A hawk announces its arrival into the aerial scene by releasing a raspy scream.

Its majesty is unmatched, soaring above the fray of the world below.

He knows nothing of our stress, heartaches and pain, only his survival and that of his winged family.

Love is not unlike that king of the sky, soaring above the chaos; focus so narrowed on its survival, all else fades into the land of unimportance.