Murmuration

what if our enchantmentwith the fluent flockisn’t just our wonder at their intimacy in flightbut recognition?as you turn toward the distant lightwe all turn with youever so slightlywhen you bow toward the earthand clench your heart in griefwe all bow with youholding tight to each otheruntil the clot releasesexhalingslowly,onebyoneslipping low along the horizonrising softlyinto one weightless cloud of possibilitybefore dissolvinginto the hazy,boundlessblue—Dusk. Salton Sea California. 2026.02.0633°20’19.5”N 115°40’20.0”WWords & video by Sam SokyoMurmuration by Western Sandpipers✻cloudsandwater.substack.com/p/murmuration Get full access to Clouds and Water: Field Notes from a Zen Pilgrim at cloudsandwater.substack.com/subscribe