First Flight
 I saw him hover then.   With cautious footsteps   By the stream.             **   I saw him learn   With restless heart.   To spread his wings,   And catch his spark.            **  I saw him flee,   Into the sky,   I saw him weave   And saw him fly.           **  Mother close   Under the sun.   His body rose   And power spun.             **   With wings of grace,   He then turned,   And pulled me back,   Into his world.           **  With seconds still,   I saw his eyes,   A bird of prey   Take to the skies.            **   - Beyond the landscape portrait paint,  I see the life   That we create.   - Beyond the charcoal pallet stain,  He falters,  but begins again.                                                    ...
