There is a local squad
That train most afternoons
Executing swift, sharp manoeuvres,
precision flying at its best.
Under my patio these swallows nest.
Anything moving seems their main target
Creating untold fun as they swoop,
Curve, dive and somersault about.
They perch on the fence top wire
Calculating daring feats to inspire
Each other to new tricks, fast as fire!
Feel they track my speed and path
To gauge close body passes by me
As I walk they dive bomb close to see
How late before they pull out to fly free.
Breeze from their wings fan me!
They are cheeky but quiet
So focused on flight
Seem concentrated on being the best
Watch each other’s acrobatics to test
Who will be top-fun in their flight school
No need to conform to any rule
For they have no commander, flight towers or fuel,
Total control over body and mind
Great meditators they would make
Concentration, focus, precision and calm
Qualities to which I aspire
These little birds did naturally acquire!
ccc 10.5.06 – wow, wrote this a decade ago! photo courtesy of google images