He took us by surprise as we were walking there,
Talking of mundane things, preparing to view the sights.
We were not ready yet – we had not left the bustle
And talk to find the silence and stillness he deserved.
He took us by surprise as he swooped low into our field
Of vision before landing to perch on a branch overhead.
He looked loftily down, bringing us to startled exclamation
And then silent wonder, belittling our paltry conversation.
He stayed as our admiration reached out to him, then suddenly
He launched, and swooped and flapped away, leaving us hushed
©2004 Margaret Pagdin
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