Summer Evening

Wonderful, isn't it, how God fills the air with beauty and action? It could have been enough to make earthbound creatures and leave overhead only perfect, ever changing blue. But it wasn't enough. Instead, action and beauty wing across the skies. A small hawk tumbles and cuts away from swifts as the little birds ply wings like whirring paddles in pursuit. High up, a few seagulls stroke clean lines through the sky, like great sail-ships in an inverted ocean. And close down, the fantastic body of a dragon fly darts on translucent wings.