E T E R N A L

Meaningful moments flew by around me, but I couldn't pull my eyes away from the hawk circling the valley below us. If it would fly a little higher, a little to the right, a little higher still... perhaps if I wasn't so powerless in this place. If only I was as free as the hawk. Alas, I knew that nothing I crafted could be as special as allowing nature to create the frame for me. Patience is often its own reward, and in the last moments of the mountains bleeding golden light, the hawk obliged.