A sign of Rebirth for me

We are graceful, but not very pretty to most.
At times we regard you silently from our post.
Some look upon us with a feeling of disgust.
That is because they have no understanding of us.

We are grateful for what remains at the end of life.
For it supplies us with what we need to survive.
To help us continue our important work.
If not for our habits you would see,
much more disgusting things then me.

When we circle above, it seems so lazily.
We are honing in on the next job to be.
Once in flight, we rarely use much energy.
We catch the thermals and can soar almost endlessly.

We are an important servent to thee.
We clean up after a death you see.
We use our sense of smell the most,
this is because we can't see as well as most.

We do not use a nest that sits in a tree.
For we rely on our great adaptability.
We nest on the ground under a bush,
a old stump or a hollowed out tree.

So next time you see me circling above,
take a moment to admire my grace and beauty.
See the ease in which I soar the skys.
Think of how different and ugly things would be,
if God chose not to create a being such as me.

I am Majestic you see.
For this poet sees the beauty in me.
I circle her close and tip my wings to say hi.
She looks upon me with a smile and twinkle in her eye.
She knows I watch over her daily you see.
I am a sign of her rebirth and the growth of her spiritualality.