Do Hawks Fly Outside of You?

The hawks soar above, sidle in and out of clouds. Love abounds... Really, love astounds. Letting go of hearing certain sounds... much less the ignorance of words.

Is love rehearsed, or does it get the spell reversed? Who writes the verse on mirth? Telling what's the dirt on girth, the size you find after a search.

But does that exist outside of you? To sail the boat, must you find a crew? To find out the truth, do you have to find a clue? Or just look at pieces of yourself, and bind with glue?