Born of the sky
of the sky will it end.
This Falcon my wing,
my solace, my friend.

From time of egg and babe
the two of us were bound
Sent to join the Skyborne
never to touch the ground

We pity, yet hold in high regard
Those who tend the nest
Life of the tree, the branch, the leaf
Source of all which we’re blessed

Our flock is our community
Where we laugh, sing and love
It has been my life, my strength
I’ll miss them when I pass above.

Born of the sky,
in the sky it now ends
We fly our final day.

May the clouds bear our soul
to the skies beyond
Where both our ancestors lay.

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