An old hawk swoops on the branch of a tree
And waits for a drama to unfurl soon.
First sun makes a wake up call
Small insects flock in a green field,
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Nice imagery and great poem...Lo, the snake is dangling on its claws. Crows start chasing the intruder And the hawk now raises both of his eyes.