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 |
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ordinary dawn |
crucified on a cold gray sky |
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