Had God made you woman

You would rock the catwalk

– The supermodel of all times

Mesmerizingly graceful

Bewitchingly shapely

And alluringly stately

Diving off the cliff of Mykines

Lithely vaulting into the air

On your proud wingspan

Your chest as white as snow

Wing tips dipped in nightly shadow

Head golden like the setting sun

A magnificent fighter

Floating the sky

Your clever eye scanning the sea

You swoop from the sky

And slip under the surface

With a ripple ever so slight

A moment later you emerge again

The catch for your young

Shimmering in your beak

You are God’s miracle

The gorgeous gannet