He sits atop the rock,

his throne, perhaps

surveying the land around

his domain, he is the king

Day full of blue sky

Golden sun under light clouds

And green, everywhere green

as if May, though it’s not

Beautiful, but worrying

Sun bright, warming the sand and rocks

grass green, growing tall

sky clear blue, wisps of cloud

unseasonably warm for the time of year

Gracefully gliding to a perch high above

hawk wheeling in a tight turn

to land surveying the field

predator seeking an easy meal

Mid February with snow covered trails

Expected not realized this year

Fields showing green and new growth

Trees in bud, as if late spring

Too early for such growth