Alone amongst the multitudes
Her colour a beacon
Attracting more than the human eye
The others looked at her with disdain and contempt
Their commonality their unity
She raged against them
But they stood indifferent
Until she took flight....
Her flight into the skies was a thing of beauty
Her wings moving in tandem
Striking a beat against the currents
Even the wind bowed in defeat...
She soared high
A surprise because her kind hardly ever did
Achieving unassailable heights