Heron of grace, blue buffoon
Of elegance
Stretching his endless
Wings over the moon
Wading on spider toes
Through still
Timeless
Water
Among glass reeds
That glitter in a radiance
Of emerald beads,
Beyond the hill
The world dips
Under lace of lavender
Into the ringed smoke of cities,
Fallen and gone,
While, in opalescent flight,
The heron slips
Upwards through the windows
Of many lilies
Into the open night
Of the rain-winged dawn.
Written around 1998
Photo: Great blue heron. Photo by Gary Kramer, USFWS / “If an image on one of our sites is not restricted and does not say it is copyrighted, then you can assume it is in the public domain.” – USFWS