Swans: Tanka

Still on the theme of swans, and the Children of Lir (forget poor old Leda), here is a tanka, or at least a short poem in tanka format.

The painting is by Arkady Rylov
Arkady Rylov_Blue_Expanse

Beating white wings fly
from lake to sea, storm to calm,
white plumes ’gainst black sky.
May the winter gales that howl
carry you to safe haven.