Shades of gold and brown across the shoulders

And a head of gold

It perched atop a tall boulder

surveying the field below

Suddenly, seeing something I could not

a leap into the wind

wings outstretched,

catching the air. It soared

Leaning wings left or right

weaving among the boulders

and over the field, wings still

outstretched catching morning thermals

Rising air of the morning

giving lift to its flight till suddenly

wings collapse, it dives into tall grass.

Prey invisible, but breakfast found.