I look into its eyes
and it knows me
With new trust
my gloved hand
becomes its perch
And we walk
in the soft morning drizzle
Into wooded glen
to begin the hunt

** Our stay at the Ashford Castle in Ireland included a visit to the Ireland School of Falconry where Maureen and I learned to fly Harris Hawks, the only known social bird of prey. This is a short reflection on an unforgettable experience. **