Wind Meets Water

spinning misty vortex's rise to fall
tiny ducks seek solace
in the lee of the shore
they dip and munch
as if the sky were not toppling down
sounding pounding
this is how
night finds its way into day
hold still you know the drill
everyone batons down
petals close and robins roost
crows fly strong
thrown backwards for fun
frolic for none faint of heart
they know elation
can not be felt
without first a fight
for flight