THE  DANCE  OF  THE  STARLINGS.

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I don't know if you have this marvelous
phenomenom in the USA - but every year 
in the grey wintry evenings in England, for a
short while ..millions of starlings fly together
swooping and swirling around and making 
a spectacular sight to watch.

This is my poor rendering of that amazing 
sight .


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The nights are drawing out again - though 
Only very slowly -
Drizzle is our constant companion - and the 
Sky is an angry grey - but - what is this 
That breaks the air - with pure delight - like 
Waves of music - cutting through the 
Coming night ?
The starlings have come out to dance - as if 
The weather - bleak to us - and overcast - to 
Them - exactly right .
Wave on wave - they sweep across the evening
Sky - like ballerina skirts - now bowing gracefully  -
Then reaching high.
Twisting - swirling - sweeping - turning -
High - now low - round and about - in figure 
Eights - and pirouettes.
Up and round - they swish and twirl  - one 
Following four - in perfect symmetry .
They weave and whirl - yet never touch - with 
Whoosh and wave - and curl on ever
Glorious curl .

Then - just as if a clock has struck - the midnight
Hour - they disappear - to who knows where - and 
Just just as quickly as they leave - the dark creeps in -
The sky is bare .
And so - it's time to close the door - and cease to stare  -
Oh wondrous sight - a marvel in a moment  - when 
The starlings teach us how to dance - in bleakest 
Evening  light .



I believe this is one of God's wonders for us - to make the
bleak midwinter more bearable .

And for me it works .

God bless you all this New Year 

with love from Stella x



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