I saw a few birds
A rare sight in the dimming twilight
Which were no ordinary
Iridescent wings and pixie dust
They looked magical
Straight out of legends mythical
The last rays of the light
Shone on them and they glowed with all their might
They flew chasing each other in circles
Taking their glow with them
Spreading sparkles
Like little fairies
Was I the only one seeing their divine flight
It's a heavenly feeling
Watching magic unfold
Witnessing the divine in ordinary
Madness , sanity or serenity??
