En-Echelon Ballerina Flock

At the fringe of dark clouds of despair The beguiling dreams made silver lining Morphed into the wings of desire birds That fluttered within the rainbow arc. The flock flew in an en-echelon pattern The ensemble floated in the azure sky Weaved in air the dulcet design of delight I captured entranced in my enchanted sight. Spanning a sparkling slice of the firmament Embellished with the panorama of sunset The flock glided in twilight gleam in harmony With the rhythm of airborne ballerina. The pattern etched with celestial splendor Adorned cloud clumps circling in the wind As it danced and gracefully passed me by I felt my essence take the euphoric flight. _______________ September 23, 2022 Contest : A Flock Of Birds Sponsored by : Julia Ward