While Waiting

I was waiting, watching, wondering

The red-tail was floating in flat circles

her feathers fashioned full against the pale blue sky

A sudden shift softly sent the silky sailer soaring higher

then, quickly a downdraft dive

deceptively delicate, demanding her full attention

Talons extended, wings held high
she touched down briefly
then glided low and disappeared slowly across the scrub

My stance shifted sideways

and without moving a feather

took a step

stood on the wind

and went where I was wondering