Beauty On The Wing
By: Wayne Brown
Floating along the glassy water surface of the lake
Basking in your silence; a slow rest you take
Then a sound, a vibration, a movement to the eye
You and your comrades rise briskly up and fly
The vast wings unfurl like a flag in the wind
Beating the air in cyclic motion again and again
At first it looks impossible to rise into the air
But with the power of wings, soon you’re not there
Such a daunting figure you become taking up the flight
So much more than you are when on the lake you light
The shape of your body curves into a perfect aerodynamic
You’re attack upon the wind seems so calm and diplomatic
The full stroke of your wings is a beauty caught in stare
They light in two quick strokes so gracefully in the air
As you rise and gain a safer altitude, the wings relax the flurry
Then gentle move slowly back and forth not so much in hurry
Could God have created a more graceful movement in the sky?
Each precious feather with its function to carry you on high
To see your flocks soar from north to south is so compelling
To realize it’s all about the power of those precious wings
The human experience is one in this world not to be wasted
It is full of wonder, beauty and charm, there to be tasted
But if I had to choose another way; as a human should I cease
Then let me have some mighty wings to fly with the wild geese
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