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Story ID:8381
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Story
Location:Caldwell ID USA
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They flew in a swarm. Their black wings fluttered, as they circled and spun in patterns.
“Look, Gin! Come here! It’s a murmuration.”

Ginny joined me on the balcony. I pointed
to the north. “Look at them fly! That’s

“Mike, there’s a second flock.”

I saw them. “They’re joining together. I’ve seen videos of this.”

“Me too!” Ginny said, not looking at me, but at the sight in front of us.

“I have seen flocks of starlings, but never in person. Look at how they swirl in
patterns. It’s amazing.”

I ran into the apartment, grabbed my video recorder and started filming. “Gin,
remember the time I saw that flock of starlings a few years ago. They stretched to the
east, west and north for as far as I could see, but they weren’t dancing like this flock.” I
said to Gin as the flock continued to dance north to south in front of us. I do remember
the sound of thousands of wings over my head and felt spooked.”

Soon they were gone. We were left in awe of their display.

Inside, I quickly disappointed. When I zoomed in on the birds with my recorder
and lost focus. I could only see a dark cloud spiraling across the pasture behind our
apartment. I could still make out their patterns, but not the individual birds.

Later, I looked at other videos of murmurations. The starlings amazed me. How
did they manage to fly in those patterns and never collide and fall to the ground? How did
more than one flock come together and immediately know their place in the play?

Each flock is a country. They come together and work together to create magic.

I see humans coming together in groups, states and countries. They create
wonders too. Imagine what this world would be like if all the countries flocked together.
What would this world be like if we joined in air to create the poetry of a

Michael T. Smith

Here is the murmuration I caught: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43Ex7tx0ALU

Here is a much better murmuration: