Tonight arching over the sky in acrobatical enjoyment the swifts returned. Their scymitter wings slice through the heavens - soaring - elated in the moment - living every second - never resting - the sleek sharks of the skies - piercing harbingers of summer - of life - of joy.Forgive the flow of consciousness - my spirit rejoices in the return of the swifts!
Ah yes, annual returns of nature are always to be celebrated. Up here, i always rejoice when we see the first whales return. Next month we will start to look out for them and when I see my first of the year I will return to your poem and rejoice with you.
ReplyDeleteMona
Are you somewhere like Alaska? How wonderful to await the return of the whales!
ReplyDeleteLol....nowhere so amazing! I live in Orkney and whales are great but only like the swifts are to you when they come every year. Normality is what it is to each individual.
ReplyDeleteMona
So you are a fellow Brit... If truly Viking at heart! :) what whales do you see in your cold Nordic land?! :)
ReplyDeletenever a brit!!! Lol, an Orcadian, possibly a Scot, never a Brit.
ReplyDeleteWhat whales? Minke and Killer whales are commonly seen, sometimes Long-finned Pilot whales.