Summer Bird

A blue sky and a green ground and so much space between. What could be more ideal on a warm Summer’s day? Where else might someone find the freedom of the air and the skies? In a horizon free from prey a little sparrow makes its way through the rolling air. It skips this way and that and rolls its tiny form though the clear breezes. Like a leaf flung from the highest tree it floats on the wind heading to the ground in lazy swoops being buffeted by the wind. The afternoon sun beats down on this airborne rodent as it swoops down from the heavens to snatch a few crumbs left just lying about. The blades of grass ripple as it passes, its wings just barley moving as it speeds close to the ground before lifting it’s weight up with heavy wings back into the heavens which bore it. With a few delicate beats of its wings it returns it’s lofty course of rolls and tumbles playing with the tide of the wind as it soars over a grassy plain.