I AM ACCIPITRIDAE

ensorcelled by the mare
under orphic crepuscule
i stand

cold and cruel glacial winds
i confront courageously

wings those of a mighty bird
across my tattered scapulae
i spread

the magic of many gipseian moons
i behold

sonorous echoes across the vale
responding just like thunder
 to my ever proclamation :

    i am accipitridae !