The much awaited flight

Having caught my prey
I make up my mind
to get ready to soar
above the nearby hills
to my hut on the cliff.

Putting the final thrust
I lunge forward to take
the wind in my feathers
that helps me glide slowly
over the fields now left behind.

The snake between my claws
is already a dead case
but will make fresh food
for my little ones that await
my flight to arrive in time.