Why face the wall when food and danger lie the other way?

It’s not that we’re shy or can’t abide the skies of steely gray.

Why build our nests on window frames when cliffs and rocks abound?

It’s not that we fear the sheer or cherish nearness to the ground.

Why speculate, hypothesize, fling theories on the breeze?

We’re sure that your minds will find some cause behind our feathered frieze.

Why not just gaze, though, and admire, marvel, wonder, bless?

We’re here to survive, to raise our young, no more and nothing less. 

[Photo taken in Nusfjord, Lofoten Islands, Norway, June 2017]