The mighty Albatross has long wings,
And upon the
ocean she finds rest –
Hear the eerie sound as she sings . . .
But no one
can find her nest!
Eyes on the horizon as the day starts –
Pounding like drums is her heart!
On the edge of the cliff she sits still,
And the world doesn’t know her will.
She loves a storm and its cold rain,
And you’ll never hear her complain!
Quietly she sits as the rain comes down
Then in a moment comes this sound . . .
Thunder and lightning under her feet
A force that even she can’t compete!
The morning sun rises and she can see
A world not meant for you or me.
Epaphroditus© October 7, 2023
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