A Special Sighting

I saw a hawk on my way to work this morning. That in itself doesn't sound too special. But it was the way I saw the hawk that made it special. He wasn't flying high over my head. He was standing under a tree a few yards from me. We stopped and looked at each other. It was a wonderfully eerie sensation to look him in the eye. Then, he flew away. And as I moved on I heard him screech. It was one of the most mysterious and alive sounds and it made my insides all swirly.