On a gusting breeze
Floating on an air wave.
Feathers, controlling ailerons
Lift and rise
Tendrils rippling
To keep the bird aloft.
An innate symmetry.
Black crow and his environs. Damaging gusts
Attempting disorder,Threatening disaster,
But with a mere wing dip,
An unconscious feather ripple,
Black crow rights itself
Restoring the natural balance.
To continue the search
For those not so lucky.