Looking up suddenly from sun-warmed sandI have seen all the blueness of the skyObliterated by a swirling bandOf gulls as seaward they moved swiftly by.
But that was temporary blackness, pastIn one short moment, leaving nothing thereNo mark, except the fleeting one they castIn short, swift shadows from the heights of air.
I have thought, looking at you from afar,How very different from the gulls you are!