Broadwings kettle in boundless sky,
white tails flashing in shining sun.
New entrants join from hidden nests,
merging into rising circles.
They soar higher, waiting for some
their signal to peel away and sail off to the south, buoyed
by the warm airy cushion that carries them to winter homes.
We watch, enraptured by the sight,
their complex dance, their joy in flight.
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