by Kevin Murphy
while camping at Plaskett on the South Coast


Flock of pelicans
following Big Sur coast north
soaring around
rolling, falling landforms,
hugging features
of the face of mother earth
as if riding a road
ribboning the air,
maybe twenty feet above
and seaward of the surface

riding the updraft
of the breathing sea
perhaps conserving energy
to absorb the blows of their punishing dives

holdovers from prehistory,
so comfortable
in their effortless soaring
towards their next rendevous
with the sea -
my spirit moves
to the deep congruence
of their eons-old relationship
with these beloved features
of our earth mother