The Drongo Sky Dance

inspired by week 5 of WANTED from Writing in the Dark

An evening like any other ...

Fed the fur kids, the chickens. Took a shower.

And then, off to the balcony ...

Enjoy the view, unwind, smoke my insomniac self to sleep

Rolling hills carpeted with forest, beloved mountaintop in the distance

I prepare the fragrant herb.

Break a chunk off carefully, place it in the bowl

Set flame to crystal laden nugget

Inhale deeply, settle in ... And then

A group of racket tailed Drongos

Long tailfeathers tipped with plumes

Swooped in one by one

Blessing me with an aerial acrobatic show

Sky dancing - diving, rolling, floating on and dropping out - of the air currents

They know how to have a good time

Love who they are, being in their bodies - that they can fly

A group of friends, showing off to one another - high on life

Maybe males wooing females with daring displays

Taking turns …

Immersive - mesmerizing - brilliant

Their joy contagious

If I could transform … I would

Sprout wings, grow a beak, a body - black, sleek, aerodynamic

Take to the skies - Join their celebration

extravagant tailfeathers streaming behind

Propelled by passion, child-like wonder, imagination, glee

Grateful … for our shared co-existence.