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Equinoxial Flight 
 
Swooping ceaselessly. Swallows, 
Gleaning the seed laden reeds 
Are summoned by something 
Tangible on the breeze. 
The imperative call to congregate 
For their autumnal, equinoxial flight. 
Gathered together - a toccata 
Scrawled on starlit staves 
Of tautly twanging wires. 
 
Dawn. The elliptic flock ascends, 
Eclipsing the rising sun. 
Its radiance, refracted 
On swarming, whirring wings. 
Warmer southern shores - 
The spice scented 
Aroma of Africa borne upon the air 
Urges them still onward. 
Famished. Forged 
By desert furnaces - 
 Towards a sun-burned land.