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With a lightning dive and a

swoop

sweeping long and low

over rolling grass, hillside

and sudden pools

skimming the ground or the water and swinging

with boomerang motion

back and high in the air

handsome as Hector and sleek

as some Black Beauty

groomed stud stallion

— only for speed —

you knive your way

through empty air

with scimitar sureness

and finite ease

leaving a wake

of high peep notes

and with the passing

pen of your passage

writing beauty

alive in the sky