in flight with the gulls
a blustery day near the sea,
is not an optimal day for relaxing in the sand.
the sand would often blast and sting my skin,
i decided it was best to find something else to do.
blustery days by the sea must be good for something……?
i began to wander along the place where the sea becomes the sand.
on a blast of wind a gull was flying right in front of me,
i stopped and began to watch it’s flight.
it must be quite a radical ride!
he was not flapping his wings…..
the wind was much too strong for that.
the gull would wait and allow the winds to take him,
the adjustments he made were small and simple.
wings wide ~ tilt left ~ look right ~ loop
wings closer in ~ lean left ~ then dive
tail spread and glide.
no effort, just allowing the winds to play.
gust or blast this is no cause for alarm,
it seemed sometimes the wind took him by surprise,
but he would quickly and easily equalize.
i stood and watched in awe of his graceful beauty.
i wished i could fly through my days like this.
not concerned about how i am going along,
no agenda just taking a ride.
so i decided now was the time to try to fly like this!
near the sea i spread my arms and started to dance.
at first i was not sure when to move or what to do,
but i began to play and explore.
when it is best to allow the wind to blow by,
when to fully face the blasting sea breeze arms spread wide,
when to move forward
when to bow
when to glide side to side
when to twirl or twist
when to leap and when to fly.
i soon began to feel the flow of what seems to be chaos,
in the blustery blowing sea side breeze.
the dance soon became a trance where my spirit soared,
i had found the best place to be,
on the winds,
in flight with the gulls.
with love from jax