A red kite soars high above the trees of an English woodland.
Early Morning
Home
Twenty Seconds
Protective
Might and Beauty
. . .
I shriek as loudly as I can:
I will be with you!
.
You hear your parent's call. The stranger swoops close. Fear and danger fills the air.
.
The wind pushes hard against your feathers from the darkness below.
Alert to your shadow and cry, the hunter launches away from your nest.
You screech, again, again, once more:
Stay away!
And then as safety returns to those you love:
I am here. Do not worry. I am here...