“Falconry owes much of its popularity to the almost mystical levels of trust and respect that co-exist between the falconer and his falcon. We are two creatures with absolutely nothing in common. With a great deal of patience and time we win over each other’s trust and respect. We complement each other, not despite of, but rather thanks to our differences.”

Under the canopy of stars, and to the soft sound of the shisha, the conversation rapidly evolved as it went ever deeper and became more intimate.

“The falcon is like a woman: if you limit her freedom of movement and eyesight, then a shadow will fall over her personality. On the other hand, if you have the courage to grant her space and freedom, then she’ll flourish and shows her true splendor.
As soon as you feel her muscles tighten… and she pierces her nails into your skin, then we both know that it is time for her to go. She leaves you breathless, while the wind of her fluttering wings caresses your lips.

You watch her soar into the heavens, untethered and free. With power, intelligence, and grace she races off in pursuit of her prey. As she disappears from sight you can only pray she’ll eventually return to you. Because it is she, who decides for whom she’ll spread her wings. And if you’re lucky, she’ll wrap them around you.”