I had no idea the red-tailed hawk
Swoops by you in the heat
Of day.
I have found myself in many noisy places
In Puerto Rico, that seemed
Crazy and confusing in mid-day.
I wish I were the aggressive personality
Of the grey kingbird, I wish I were
The Nightingale\'s song
And the beat the Warbler dances.
I had no idea you were so happy
And musical in late evening.
I got thirsty in the streets,
And I hated the choking smoke there,
So I came to you.
You were the peace
Of an oasis
In me.
I have come to you many times,
Always to find the solace
Of your embrace.
Urayoán,
You are not world known.
Your strong arms pulled and hug me.
I am a red-tailed hawk child, a bird
Exploring your secrets.