Marvels of Migration Part 2
Into oblivion, become extinct you see,
and that is why I go and stand there by the sea
To watch a new day dawn, to see the Godwits rise
To see this very wonderment, right here before my eyes
Why they nest on perma-frost in Alaska or Siberia far away
Feeding on a diet of berries and grubs, a change from diet here,
How they absorb their intestine, for fuel on the flight,
How they stay aloft during the day and through the night ?
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There are so many questions, we have yet to find out
A long enduring study, is now being carried out
With International cooperation, and birders on the ground
Answers to many questions are now truly being found
The adult birds leave their fledglings behind to fend
By themselves, while Mum and Dad hurriedly wend
Ao-tea-roa bound, estuaries and mudflats, to nourish their
Tired bodies, and fatten up again, to begin the cycle o'er again
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This has gone on for aeons, and so I stand amazed
Looking on the wetlands, Watching the sun arise
The changing cloudscape unfolds before my very eyes
God is in His Heavens and reveals a little more
To those who search and ask, he will reveal even more.
So these frail tiny birds some as small as a sparrow
Make the long long journey twice a year
and so I stand and wonder ,
have I made myself clear?
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
Read Part 1 to get the story
Comments (19)
Thank you for sharing ...Kathy
It touches the soul ...thank you
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Thank you for reading, and commenting.
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Thank you dear
For being so near
Understanding,
Sharing
Caring
My one true love
For the doves
and hugs
This has gone on for aeons, and so I stand amazed... And, who could not be amazed at such magnificent sights and sounds of nature. So these frail tiny birds some as small as a sparrow Make the long long journey twice a year... We humans have much work to do!
Truly an amazing story of stamina and strength, and drive.
Thank you for tajung the time to read of this fascinating stort, and your kind comments.