The Starling's Flight West Harris Hawk In the warmer southern country

In the warmer southern country

Storms pushed it low over the water

They sense the gentlest shifts in temperature and pressure

the blackbird perched high

The Starling's Flight West Harris Hawk In the warmer southern country"As the sun set, casting a veil of darkness over the land, a lone Starling took flight from the gnarled branches of an oak tree. Its wings, a midnight blue and obsidian tapestry, glistened with an eerie iridescence. The wind whispered secrets to the Starling, urging it to embark westward. The Starling soared through the expanse, its feathers a beacon in the storm. Lightning illuminated the turbulent clouds with fleeting glimpses of forgotten