The day was painted with excitement
Like electricity falling from our fingertips.
The air crackled and the wind changed colour
Helping us see which way to follow
To find the fabled bird of legend
Identified with the kingfisher.
The winter solstice is upon us
We wanted to see the wind and waves
trapped by the legendary bird.
Would the wind vanish, would the waves iron out?
leaving the ocean like a sheet of blue glass
Would all beneath still be moving
unaware of the magic taking place above?
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