Windborne Beauty

I was going along the road When I chanced to look up at the sky, And see him soar by. He could have been mistaken for a glider  Had not he been up close to me. But no, he was a beauty to behold, Against the golden sky A jewel rarely seen. His velvet wings Powerfully spread, He rode the wind, Reigning the vast skies. So many times We have come across But never this close Never this way. Though brief, this encounter Will last forever Etched in my heart As a token never to be forgotten. As he glided above The gentle breeze took a wild turn, As if to resist him. But he did not cower Nor did he struggle— Instead remained resolute His piercing eyes focused And forged ahead With his goal in his heart. Leaving me there, standing stunned— Wondering if he could Get any more majestic Than he already was. Until not a speck of him could be seen, I stared into the space where he had vanished.