Perhaps the mother of all magical moments in nature
The murmuration of birds mixed with lilting music
The magnificence of watching the winged creatures in rapture
Merging and leaving in what seems like a divine trick
The mesmerizing patterns that they draw in the sky
Makes one desire to belong to the unrehearsed dance
As millions of birds prove they were born to fly
Maybe man can some day learn to orchestrate so, once he comes out of the trance
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