GIFT OF THE SEAGULL - by Munda

  

GIFT  OF  THE  SEAGULL by Munda  A lonely seagull flies the windsMajestic... soaring...gliding wingsA single screech sounds from the skyCome fly with me... come here and fly My spirit floats to be a partI feel the beating of its heartMy soul, one with this bird of seaNow knows the meaning to fly free I feel the winds caress my soulAnd soar the streams without a goalMy being trembles of delightA treasure I received tonight The seagull's flight of soaring highThe gift of what it means to fly