Mist,
in from the sea .
Rain ,
on the hills and
the mountains.
Death ,
in the valleys .
Echoing screams of
birds .
Wind rushing
through the sound .
Ripples,
on the waters.
Spray,
on their wings .
Talons,
touch and strike.
Flicking ,
like a salmon’s
tail .
The specks fly.
While rainbows
arch .
Glistening ,
like the shedding
of scales .
Then silence ,
as they turn for
home .