A sudden change in the tide
Unsettling feathers, that was not an easy glide.
Had it known there would be a change in time,
It would not have taken that flight;
Nor would it have ascended that height.
The only plan is to fly or die.
No alternative, gravity is to be defied.
Then it braced itself for an uneasy ride.
And when it was over, it thumped its chest with pride.
Ruffled feathers, broken wings; but it was worth the try.