A sky full of grey
Everywhere the eye can see
Rolling over the land
Through the hills and mountains
Spreading quickly
All along the vast horizon
A small dark speck drifting along the low somber sky
Black as the night
Gliding steadily along
Dark wings push against the air
An absence of light
Cold wind slipping into the cracks
Between thick feathers and long bones
The lonely bird flies on
Fighting the pull of gravity
Resisting the heavy weight
Along its inky body
Soaring fast
A drop of water falls
Tumbling down further and further
Spiraling quickly towards the earth
Splashing down on the damp soil
A race
Challenging the fabrics of flight
Challenging the might of the atmosphere
The dark sky moves quickly
Rolling and swirling with force
The bird moves faster
Slipping through obstacles
Drifting with subtle elegance
Crossing the land
Dipping into the tall redwoods
Disappearing into the dusk