Gulls fly

Link to video of gulls flying over the Kaw River with human commentary. ~ 1 min.

The gulls flew up under the rising sun, 

shining like a thousand candles 

reflecting from their bright wings 

the prayers of the willows weeping 

over the lapsing river, 

the waning moon, 

the wind ripples gleaming 

and the dawn’s early lightening.  

All together they cry, 

Mother, may I 

fly into the morning air? 

And Simon says, 

nothing to see here, 

move along, folks.