Gulls Just Wanna Have Fun..

Grey Gull
~ Robert William Service

I storm the golden gates of day,
I wing the silver lanes of night;
I plumb the deep for finny prey,
On wave I sleep in tempest height.




Conceived was I by sea and sky,
Their elements are fused in me;
Of brigand birds that float and fly
I am the freest of the free.






“From peak to plain, from palm to pine
I coast creation at my will;
The chartless solitudes are mine,
And no one seeks to do me ill.
Until some cauldron of the sea
Shall gulp for me and I shall cease…
Oh I have lived enormously
And I shall have prodigious peace.”




With yellow bill and beady eye
This spoke, I think, that old grey gull;
And as I watched it Southward fly
Life seemed to be a-sudden dull.
For I have often held this thought -
If I could change this mouldy me,
By heaven! I would choose the lot,
Of all the gypsy birds, to be
A gull that spans the spacious sea.

Fly Free for your Dreams!

The opening lines of "Song for John" sung by Yoko can be the anthem of all the birds, or for that matter - of the people with dreams, wanting to fly free.

On a windy day, let's go on flying.

There may be no trees to rest on,

There may be no clouds to ride.

But we'll have our wings and the wind will be with us,

That's enough for me,

That's enough for me.

The picture of flamingoes in flight clicked early this year on a windy day at Nalsarovar!