For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Wings
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Lift
You burn the air with tail and wing,
not thinking about anything.
Each lift of pinion simple, sure,
anonymous, unplanned and pure.
No slipshod planning, everything
insures facility of wing.
Each barb, each shaft composed with care
made less of matter than of air.
We only guess. We do not know,
what hand has engineered it so,
merely wonder at its might
as we watch your easy flight,
lifting up with ease most rare
by miracle of wing on air.
Wings

Every year around this time, thousands of winged termites descend upon this region, land all around my house and in my pool, chew off their wings and go in search of wood. Here are a few of the piles of wings I found on the stairs to my garage and in front of every door, not to mention covering the surface of my pool.
Sunday Stills Challenge with the topic of #Wings.
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