Omen

 As I made my daily drive

The sun rose in orange fire 

The clouds reflected the glow

I knew it was an omen 

A murmuration of starlings 

Crossed my path 

The light was long and I gazed

And gazed 

Deeply knowing they carried a gift

Upon the wind 

A quarter mile long they flew

In unity and beauty 

I knew it was an omen

The skies displayed their augury 

With joy my eyes understood 

Only good was in the air 

Heart fluttering with hope 

I believe in goodness

I see it in the morning light 

Omens conjuring the good news 

We all welcomed that night