It was a bird with grey feathers, and red eyes; locked on her child. Determined and terrified she came out of her shell and with legs like lead she started to move. Crying for help.

I witnessed it all.

From the flight to the fall, a man was throwing rocks from afar. A hero to save the innocent from a ruthless hawk.

Good vs evil

Devil vs God

The man saved the day, he chased the evil predator away.

Natures drama between turtles and a hawk.

I said “please stop, don’t you see that she’ll starve. There’s nothing else moving in this heat.”

“No, there’s food in the sea” he replied - “the turtles will survive!”

“Not them!” I cried, “the poor bird; he’ll starve and die.”

Like leaves from the vine

falling

so

slow

or a brave soldier boy, that never came home…