Eagle
Boisterous wind, nip in the air.
Dancing leaves behind crystal droplets translucent veil.
Smell of mist, mesmerising petrichor purifying my soul.
Alive and calm! Merrily I look up at the graphite dome.
Pleasing and horrifying morphing cumulonimbus clouds.
A huge eagle sailing proudly through the storm.
Flexing, bending, extending strong wings.
Dragging and swimming like a beautiful boat.
Some times absolutely still as if falling down.
Not bothered about the directions, no phobia of height,
Just floating with the wind all around.
Displaying ultimate satisfaction and pride.
I am lost in its seraphic and serene sight,
And it's profound and enigmatic flight.
The 'Bird' poetry contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Date: 10th July; 2020
Copyright © Aditi Sheemar | Year Posted 2020
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