3.18.15 Once again before dark

Out the window of my study, the sun is slowly sinking down, 

glorious golden light casting  color on the edge of clouds it looms behind; 

as the last of the birdfood table's visitors come by.

 As an enormous black bird with white head sails by far overhead, motionless. 

One of my neighbors, from the Eagle Sanctuary, 

sweeping the landscape once again, before dark.