Mr Willie Wagtail

I see Mr Willie Wagtail skipping back and forth.

I see Mr Willie Wagtail 
skipping back and forth, 
with a delicate beauty 
inspiring my course.

Please Mr Willie Wagtail, 
show me how it’s done, 
and teach me how to be 
so radiant and one.

Mr Willie Wagtail flips about, 
perched upon a rock, 
and he looks at me with piercing eyes 
hitting me like a subtle knock.

Mr Willie Wagtail says nothing 
but the glint in his eye gives a cheer 
and reflects my buoyant image 
saying more than I needed to hear.

I thank Mr Willie Wagtail 
as I skip and hop into my day 
for reminding me so elegantly 
that everything’s okay.