the heron

May 28, 2012 § 6 Comments

the heron over
her silhouette,
prehistoric in the dusklight,
rising from this,
the last lake in the chain

I watched until
the the coming night
swallowed her somewhere
out there over
the water
as if she knew
exactly where the portal was

gliding through it, the
grace of the ages
carried on wings
a lifetime wide


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