He saw a thunderbird gliding
in a circle in the blue, summer sky
about a hundred feet above his head.
He wasn’t on drugs or imagining it.
He felt like he’d been blessed
to see a supposedly mythical bird.
He knew few people would believe him
if he told them what he saw.
Then the thunderbird flapped its wings
and thunder boomed in the sky
before it vanished into a portal.
Bob Boyd