I spy two vultures gliding overhead in the sky
I wonder what is dead, what has died

I glance at the vultures again
gliding effortlessly, beautifully

like avian royalty gracing the blue sky
like princes among birds, regal and sublime

yes, they have a bad reputation as scavengers
flesh eaters of the dead

but today, here and now, in the sky above
gliding so gracefully

they look absolutely beautiful to me.

Bob Boyd