The Flight
The wings ain't heavy with the upstream wind.
The air play begins!
On the blue salt water jostles white foams carnival.
Glittering flakes danced!
Of the sea and of the shore wild water splashes.
The feast starts!
A folk of joyful hungry birds we; flying here and there.
Like the no anchor boat!
Skimming the water surface we live the marin life.
Doth roam to the deep!
Islands are like the resting nests for the roving folk.
We sing of the sea!
Tides run high and low; felt the rath and the bounty.
And again the flight continues...
Thanking you
@chrysanthemum
P. S.→ I never thought of coming with something like this about the beautiful sea birds I always adore. This photo was taken a long time ago. You can see it's quality. But the most important factor here is, it has something to do with one of my beautiful memories. That was just a short trip to the longest sea beach in the world. Many of my friends were there with me. Now a days we couldn't manage time or timing whatever you can call it. I miss them all. We had joy and we had fun. We sang the enchanting songs of friendship. I miss you my friends; fellow partners of The Flight!