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The kites seemed in a frenzy today
Ebony spectral slivers of flight
Shrill cries echoing against empty skies
A grayness settled over my soul like ashen leftovers of yesterday’s fire ... a worn blanket of emotion that crumbles when touched by tremulous fingers.... shreds of angst slowly drifting .... falling without sound
They, the raptors, forever on their endless search for prey.
A cruel necessity
Some poor frightened creature caught... trapped in those fearful talons
A sacrificial lamb brought to the slaughter ... strength for the finder ... food for the young
I sat unmoving except for the occasional blink of an eye ... caught up in the unfolding drama identifying more with the prey rather than the predator..... running in stark fear of those unseen claws that attached my very being ... often appearing when least expected ... or prepared
Searching ... seeking shelter though I found none
Suddenly I found myself preparing for the attack ... breath half drawn ... knuckles white ... as I waited ... watched in silent anticipation ... contemplating ... realizing I must become the predator.... the seeker ... if I was to survive, now facing full on the things that sought to devour me ... no longer a helpless pawn waiting to be devoured but sounding my own triumphant battle cry as I soared onward .... upward .... wings spread wide .
Fly away. Fly away. Free forever more.