The night fell silent

The hums from the crickets eco through the forest

As the croaks from the bull frogs blare deep into the night

I awaken from my days deep sleep

Coming to my full senses

My eyes glisening in the moonlight rays

Scanning the forest floor for a mouthwatering snack

I lift off into the night

Opening my talents

preparing to be quick

Topping over the tree’s

Blazing into the midnight sky

While my flight loves softly and swift

Grasping the uprising current I slide under the cover of the trees

unnoticed, unseen, unheard, but I did

I swooped down like a arrow

Closing in on my prey, in the moment of truth

But it scambles and darts

Quick enough to stop my heart

With a tumble and a thump

I came crashing to the ground

Some feathers disengaged from flight

Sitting innocently amongst the leaves

I wasn’t quick enough

I was too quick to think

I lost my meal of the night

Now I sit perched uncomfortably on a broken branch

Realizing

You don’t become wise unless you learn to be!