days turn cold...hawks are bold...nature's songs are sung...stones arise from earth's embrace...in fragile balance hung...hawks soar...seek their prey...a rabbit hides...a turkey strides...in nature's grand display...hawks above...piercing eyes survey...land below...wings spread wide...they glide and dive...search of prey they go...the rabbit quakes in shadows deep...heart in frantic beat...watches hawks with silent fear...camouflaged...discreet...a turkey wanders through the glade...unfazed by hawk or hare...in peaceful stride...roams the land...free from care...let the stones in balance stay...testament to time....nature's dance...we find our place...in momentary harmony...brittle sublime...