Just Another Day

watching a gull fly into the wind
no flapping just weaving its way
tempest and torment meaning one thing
it's just another day

of getting to know some of the crows
in the neighbourhood
when eye to eye  ground to the sky
they're thinking if only I would

give them all something to eat
as I've done often before
sometimes berries or bread as a treat
sometimes something more -

people keep moving all around
jogging, on bikes and in cars
walkers with strollers making kid sounds
under the unseen stars

with far away views of soft mountain hues,
ocean and mist in between,
senses a-tingle no longer confused
mind letting go I daydream

while watching a gull fly into the wind
no flapping just weaving it's way
through tempest and torment meaning one thing
it's just another day...