Purple Martins

Return now,
with your weightless arabesques.

Let your sharp silhouettes
pen a cursive script of poetry
across a cobalt page of sky.
Throw your weightless wonder upon the eye

Return now,
with your elegant arabesques.

Come,
you fluid flyers of elegance,
ride and fall on ecstatic scales of sun.
Let your fluid flight rise,
dive and run,
with arpeggios of the sun.
Return now,
with your elegant arabesques.

Fly heedless of the taker,
the faker,
the tycoon, widget maker.
With a slip and a dip,
on a cobalt page of sky,
write your cursive script and
throw your elegant wonder upon the eye.

Return now,
you fluid flyers,
with your weightless arabesques.

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