Majestic Cormerant

Majestic cormorant sitting high on your throne Sea sprayed unperturbed and wind blown Observing the world of yours unchanged Mysteries of what your thinking not explained Wings to fly yet you sit there watching Tail twitching against the wind switching Do you notice me watching back? Is there nothing which you do lack? Bird of elegance bird of style As you wait for the tide to change You stand there all the while To you none of this seems strange Sky of blue, sea of azure clouds floating by I sit and watch you for hours..with no wonder why I ponder what your next moves are How high you will fly, how far? Yet there you stay, at the horizon you stare On your throne of rock carved by the sea How I would like to be like you, do I dare? Majestic, sleek, patient and wise I would be…