 Great blue heron |
 And yet my soul you do not know |
 Quicker than a human hand |
 Her wings are coloured like the sun |
 I brought them as seeds |
 Silent flight |
 These hills are too green and sweet to have tasted salt |
 One... |
 ...Two... |
 ....Three! |
 Faintest light at dawn |
 Meeting blue sky and green earth |
 Hidden among the darkest trees |
 The tangled bine-stems scored the sky |
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 In morning anthem to the spring |
 An outcast bird, so grey and old |
 Close to the sun in lonely lands |
 I coast creation at my will |
 A cup of sky |
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 It was passed from one bird to another |
 Geese appear high over us |
 As they spoke of moments present |
 In the Garden of Paradise, beneath the Tree of Knowledge |
 I entrusted a seagull to carry a word to you |
 The chartless solitudes are mine |
 He holds unshared the silence of the sky |
 By a route obscure and lonely |
 He watches from his mountain walls |
 From peak to plain, from palm to pine |
 Home flies every living thing |
 Wing to wing we dance around |
 Where the purple river rolls fast and dim |
 The bird of paradise |
 The sun looks down from quiet skies |
 Waiting on the dipping sun |
 The deep river ran on |
 The bird that only lives somewhere in her eyes |
 long legs stir up pond water |
 Overtaken by dusk |
 The shadow of a bird |
 Life remains a blessing |
 No echoes of the world afar |
 Night waits among the leaves |
 Far far down below |
 Something small and silver |
 Heron, whose ghost are you? |
 They enter the leaves, and come out little changed |
 Water whorls spin |
 A lonely trace of lanky feet |
 Wings that once held back a longer sky |
 Part the mist above the river |
 Let her perch upon your wrist |
 Where sea and shoreline meet |
 What does she want, the Venus Bird |
 Space of her neck doubled in water |
 Alone in the shadows |
 He pays no mind to other kind |
 He flies by, and not his wings |
 He rises and begins to round |
 Wonder what you've missed |
 To fly above a white meadow |
 The clouds drift together |
 There will come soft rain |
 Head cocked, alert, upon the lawn |
 White mists lie down to sleep |
 The lake is a mirror of haze |
 Along the shore a heron flew |
 If I give my wings away |
 In mist or cloud |
 A seeing mind, a cry |
 Takes flight amongst the hues |
 The horizon wasn't there |
 Ridge of plateau view |
 a bird calls |
 ordinary dawn |
 crucified on a cold gray sky |
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