flying in my sleep

I give thanks daily
(if some time I don't -- well, it's been a very bad day)

I don't know who to address...

so I just think of the things that I'm thankful for
and give them my gratitude,
I thank them for existing in my life,
for letting me sense them

today
I thanked the multitude of swallows
for swooshing and hoovering
over the strip of sky I can see from my balcony

it is quite possible
that someone much greater than me
(than any of us)
once sent the swallows here

and it is equally possible
that the swallows became to be over a long period of time

I have no answers, not even guesses
but I'd ruin the moment by worrying this
so I just thank the swallows
for the play they presented
for the feeling they conveyed

I'll fall asleep
dreaming of flying