'The Falcon Rides The Wind' Poem by Trade Martin

His silhouette glides across the sun....,
Winding through the clouds....,
The Falcon Rides The Wind....,
‘Till his lonely journey’s end....,
He seeks his resting place....,
And searches far and wide.....,
But soon his wings will weaken.....,
Because his quest has died.....,
The falcon’s given up all hope....,
Mankind’s truth has been denied.