Cherbourg, France
“I have returned to a place I’ve never been”
Led by a familiar soul
who knew where the fish like to go.
down an overgrown road,
beyond the beaten path,
to the edge of a cliff-
We waited.
At first there was one,
rising from the east
Then..
There were more..
Was I truly witnessing the Great Migration?
I’ve never been so close.
They danced in circles around me.
The wind rushing through my hair.
So powerful, I was nearly swept from my feet
They dove over the cliff and scattered over the ocean,
I watched as they disappeared into the horizon.
Just like that,
they were gone.
I looked to my friend, smiling in the direction they went.
I no longer wondered if I would ever feel content.
The Traveler carried on,
chasing trains and planes and boats,
drawing maps and collecting notes.
“The right place at the right time can be tricky to find”
Gone in the blink of an eye .