This soul is the world’s ultimate traveler
A silver dart as the unbounded skyfarer
Arctic to Antarctic and back every year
Ever chasing the sun in eternal summer.
The globe-trotting trek in a hollow bone
Through the arial currents, seldom alone
With narrow blade and a fork-tailed grace
It ferries the whole world in a tireless race
​From northern frost where the glaciers lie
To southern polar desert of the ancient ice
It charts a path through the salt and spray,
To chase the midnight sun, the longest day.
​White as the berg, a wonderful cap of coal
Wings incredibly long with a singular goal
To live and nest in the mettle of tundra floor
Then fly far away till the ice is seen no more.
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