Waves,
frothing white
hold them high
Clouds,
swimming in
the sky
between earth
and sun
They dive
striving to
stay alive
They fly
They swim
mirror-reflections
merging in a meeting
embracing wingtips
sensing
touching
dancing shadows
swirling
between the waves
and clouds
Long
white
entwining floating
shadows
Swans singing
Their first
and
last song.