The Sad Loss of Hennie Roe
Sadly...
Hennie Roe meet the Great Red-tailed Hawk predator. We were prepared with netting covering the night barnyard for owl attacks but never imagined a daytime threat of a hawk. Loud squawking was heard and when Mike went to investigate, the hawk spread its wings and looked at him--clearly this was his meal! Hennie Roe is missed, especially by her sister, Hennie Pennie.
No matter where you prepare your last bed,
No matter where the sword of death falls,
The terrifying messengers of death descend,
Horrid and giant; and glare with thirsty eyes.
Friends and family, weeping, surround you.
Eyeing your wealth and possessions,
They offer prayers and enshroud you.
Unprepared, you pass away;
Helpless and alone.
Poem from From 'Songs of spiritual change' by His Holiness the 7th Dalai Lama (transl. Glenn Mullin)
nature-beautiful but brutal
ReplyDeletehennie pennie must be lonely
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness. I came to your blog after you friended me on mine (scratchandpeck), and this is such an amazing post. You photographed, and you allowed the hawk his kill. How painful it must have been for you, but how glorious for the hungry hawk.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the pain. .... makes us human.