Learning from the Gulls

It’s gusty today.
My hair flaps in my face,
unable to follow the course I give it.

I saw a gull out the window.
Thinking she wind-struck as well,
I watched, amused, as she plodded on—
flapping, bullishly head-down.

Then—swoop! She was blown
away, off course, falling, engine
stalling, down towards the water.

A half-second later
she came up with a fish
and swallowed it.