I just finished watching the Animal World and overcame with emotion. Sometimes great people may also, like the goshawk in this story, suffer from loneliness. This paean is written for the goshawk, as well as great but lonely people.

    You are “the god of the sky” with divine powers. I’m awed by you because of your sharp eyes, your athletic body and your fighting spirits.

    That year, you had your own house and three cute babies. Your life had changed from then on. You worked harder, for your babies and your family.

    Your babies, with white fur, were like chickens. But after all, they inherited bloodthirsty and ferocious characters from you. Due to hunger, your youngest child was eaten by his brothers. However, misfortunes never come singly. A fire prevented you from going home. And the fire provided a chance for the catamountains to attack your two babies.

    I felt your grief when you found the corpses of your babies. There would be no babies for you to protect, no family for you to take care of. How poor were you!

    But you chose to be silent, just hovering in the sky. At that moment, your sharp eyes became dim.

    You are destined to symbolize divine powers; you are destined to fight with enemies and fate; you are destined to have no tears and sorrow, for you are a goshawk.

    How would you lead your life then? You are destined to be alone, for you are a goshawk.