Her prey is wise and experienced,
has learned that even on the clearest of days
she will be circling overhead.
So long as you stay focused, do what needs be done,
she will stay up there, harmlessly hovering,
never seeking your attention.
But she knows she can fly past the span of your attention,
she can overpower the might of man’s medicine,
she will have her time to hunt.
So she waits, a dark silhouette on the windless horizon,
knowing there will be a time for her to strike
and that her attack will never fail.