The Hunter

Twilight surprised him
in the act of
setting up his tent,
shackling his canoe
in that remote wood
beside the surging river
by its abrupt fall
soon leaving him in
enveloping darkness
when he lit his
little stove 
to cook dinner and
suddenly felt a powerful
gush of air under the
Milky Way whacking
his back,when the
bird of prey,
taking full stock of
its intended dinner
understood the magnitude
of its discerning error,
flapped its powerful wings
into the veil of night
and disappeared.