Sat on a rock watching the world
Listening to the waves crash against the shore
Watching the oystercatchers feeding at the water’s edge
Fluffed up against the cold, the wheatear sees
Its friends, pecking in the seaweed,
Sees the seagulls calling to each other,
And soaring high above on the wind.
Sees the sand whipped up into a swirling frenzy,
And it stands.
Just a moment.