I am walking in my thoughts,
through dried bushes and grasses,
even the river is no longer running;
when a whistling noise attracted
my attention, then there was another,
and I feel the air displacement
of a bird flying by at great speed;
I turn round to see a whole flock
of Swallows flying incredibly fast
at head height over the bushes,
banking sharply and turning back again.
I stand mesmerized, watching these little birds
racing through the air,
then turning back.
then I moved on returning to
walking in my thoughts.