My little hawk

My little hawk

I would jess you

Put a hood over your head

Tie a rope to your talon

Train you to seek food

Only from me

And thus bind you to me

Oh my little hawk

But, my little hawk,

I would thus demean my soul

I would thus pervert your nature

I would rob us both of happiness

And the ties that would bind us

Would be but impure

So, my little hawk

I find that for both our sakes

I really have to let you fly free

And pray

My little hawk

Pray

Pray that

Every so often

Of your own accord

When you do so choose

You come to land in my perch

And, my little hawk

When that happens

I have to feed you with my love

And delight in the radiance of your presence

So

Fly

My little hawk

Fly free

And

If

When

You want

Come back...