Faith.

Faith is a mind muscle and slacks due to disuse. Every hand that desires a Bird to rest on it, needs to be outstretched and no amount of enticement by seeds will make it come any closer, if the ambiance of trust is missing.  The Falcon and Falconer, very well know, that their friendship is not a serendipity, but an exercise that is mutually inclusive  and bonded on faith and works. One in which doubts have been banished to the confines of fear and ease aloft as naturally as the dew comes and goes.
It begins like a spark, but must be nestled in the cocoon of belief, hedged by our determination and diligence, and like symbolic Dove of Peace, let to wander, knowing that it returns as a dole of Doves and trusting it shall ever come to roost.


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