Still Flight.

Sitting in the garden,

The evening light around me

I look up and see a bird

So high in the sky,

Wings outstretched

Just hanging in the air,

Sailing ever upwards,

Without a wingbeat

To break the stillness of it flight.

Up and up it sailed,

Until it disappeared from sight.

I was left in wonder

At the calm and joy

Of its silent, still beauty.


  • orchidee

    A fine write Gold.

  • w c

    Oh, to be a bird.

    • Goldfinch60

      Very true, I want to be a buzzard and sail int the air.

    • Candlewitch

      I wonder what having a bird's eye view is like from that wondrous height...I am in awe!

      *hugs, Cat

      • Goldfinch60

        So do I Cat, it must be wondrous.

      • dusk arising

        Marveling at the other life forms of this world. Maybe the solitary bird was taking time out to distance himself from the evenings cat fight banshee cries ahead around your neck of the woods.

        • Goldfinch60

          Quite likely but I would have though a cat would attack a GBB Gull.

        • Laura🌻


          A beautiful write! One of my favorite pastimes is to observe birds; especially in flight! Amazing species!
          I like Cat’s comment because I too
          “wonder what having a bird’s eye view is like from that wondrous height...”
          like my flying eagle!

          I enjoyed the clip and that movie was awesome! It’s worth watching it again!


          P.S.-Is Joyce at home with you?

          • Goldfinch60

            I have bee watching birds for over 60 years, I used to go out with my Dad when I was a child and it has always remained with my.
            That movie is very good and even the remake is not too bad.

            Yes, I brought Joyce home on Thursday so we are back to her normality. Thank you for asking.

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