Swans Mate For Life

Because it's said of some sweet spice A sly and wise old cook Ma Nature Slipped into their feathery brew While you and I, big-brained creatures That we are – clumsy fools Ignore cell signals Breaking each others hearts And holy rules, breaking each other’s Wings and dreams of flight Instinct informs these poets of the air The gift of flight encoded in their genes They find each other – rare attracting rare.