Clean and crisp is the morning air
as I ramble this prairie path.
A cocophany of chirping blackbirds
rise up from the cluster of pines
announcing the advent of autumn
and the gathering of resolve to head south.
The chattering flock heaves and joins another.
Together they roll like an ocean wave
across the azure sky
folding and flickering in the rising sunlight,
an undulating chorus of thanksgiving
and freedom in this magnificent moment.
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