Silver Falcon

O silver falcon soaring through earth's skies

Marrying the lands of day and night

Carrying souls towards far destinies,

I watch the star-fields cast their gathered light

Patterning a world of random chance –

Or so it seems when I deny these eyes

The deeper view that sees all happenstance

Significant with occult mysteries.

For through the dust of darkness that belies

The mind's perception of a void of space,

I see beyond the heavenly disguise

The white beginnings of a godlike race.