High up, a distortion, seagulls—
Glittering white, pins and needles,
a shimmering diamond necklace–
When Seagulls fly, are they reckless?
“Chime in,” the birds chattered, as they flew;
the coloring of the sky’s too blue
AND the Seagulls were too precious;
as bright gems they left me breathless,
… white seagulls flying in the clear blue sky.