ghost
through the tunnel of tree trunks and bare branches,
over the still river green as pulled candy,
the Great Blue Heron glided
before beating its wings
deeply
three times
and dissolving
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Lovely, Sue!
Thank you!
Oh, the heron. It’s a relatively common bird but seems so rare. This is a beautiful takeoff. I’m going with the heron this morning.
When one takes flight so close, I catch my breath. Such grace and power in the enormous wingspan. Hooray for magic at the start of a day.