THE PEREGUINE
The eyes of the Peregrine will plainly see;
she tis truly a paragon of the falcon tiercel;
for all knows it's a victory dive in tumultuous pursuit;
therefore, neither is prey,
synchronization innate.
Glorious speed conquers the wind;
life's course only its eyes can see.
Masters of freedom's wing with sinewed talons of steel - -
survival a constant test of nature's will to be free.
Purest strength, the highest ideal;
its instinct for freedom with mate;
and free, the falcons will always truly be.
by Trish Frommer-Joy 1993
