an uncommon, saturday-evening-sight

as the sun sets over a sparkling, crystal-clear ocean & sinks into distant, violet clouds, the birds make their way home. I have never seen so many at one time...hundreds & hundreds of birds. and they keep flying...farther & farther from view until what have now become tiny specks seem to disappear altogether.

from the "left" portion of the sky, more and more birds appear & continue flying in the same direction. I start to find that this pattern is repeating itself as endless amounts of birds keep on appearing...a never-ending cycle.

though each bird may be unique & individual in comparison to all the others, together they make ONE FLOCK. and though all fly at their own paces & in their own ways (some more gracefully than others), every single bird is journeying toward the same destination; in time, each one of them will ultimately disappear into that brilliant, setting sun.