Birds of prey

I live in the city, and one morning, while looking out, I saw a big bird walking quickly with its wing out of position. I reached out to help it from danger. It focused on me and looked me up and down. Amazed by its size and how beautiful it was—with big yellow eyes—I fell in love with a hawk.

But he didn’t want to stay with me, so I let him go. He was determined to go in the direction he wanted. Seeing this bird and holding him was an incredible experience, allowing me to observe his beauty up close.