Solitary Gull Poem by Josephine Collett

Why do you fly, lone traveller,
winging the surface of the dark water
When all have left and flown
to nest and home?
Yet you and I
driven by an unbridled longing
find freedome still to roam.
Swiftly the silent night descends
A chill wind whispers
that the sun's last rays have left our wanderings
too late, too late
You will fly before me, outsoar me
and be gone
But I will remember you, forever flying
over a dark and storm filled ocean
Into a vast and starry night.