interlude with a hawk

this rainy, cool morning brought a splendid gift...a moment shared between myself and a young hawk.  this animal of spectacular vision and prowess called out as he landed just a few feet in front of my living room window.  i said to my son, that sounds like a baby bird, but its fall...that doesn't make much sense.  out of curiousity, i investigated.  imagine my surprise when i saw him/her...a young adult...looking right at me!  (i do not live in a rural area!)

i could explain this incident away in some logical fashion, or i can treasure it as serendipidity, intuiton-calling, and deeply spiritual.  i choose the latter.