Day’s end. A
time for reflection
The stealthy twig-legged heron stalks the quiet waters of a reedy pond
At peace in tangerine solitude
Confronting his mirror image without vanity or judgment
Unconcerned with yesterday’s catch or tomorrow’s dinner
Single-minded. Intense. Confident in his domain.
Spear-like beak poised in wait of Creation’s offer
Slowly, deliberately, his lanky twig legs wade
in the caresses of glassy, golden, concentric rings
that reach out and embrace
the perfect Oneness.
The stealthy twig-legged heron stalks the quiet waters of a reedy pond
At peace in tangerine solitude
Confronting his mirror image without vanity or judgment
Unconcerned with yesterday’s catch or tomorrow’s dinner
Single-minded. Intense. Confident in his domain.
Spear-like beak poised in wait of Creation’s offer
Slowly, deliberately, his lanky twig legs wade
in the caresses of glassy, golden, concentric rings
that reach out and embrace
the perfect Oneness.
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