My love is a heron
My love is a heron
Stark black silhouette
In the cloudy morning sky
I cannot see your details
I know not of your eyes
But I have seen the truth
I have seen your beauty
In every land I’ve lived
Shimmering amongst the cattails
My love is a heron
“Elegance” does no service
To capture your grace
My love is a heron
Sailing upon the winds
Won’t you glide down
So I may see
With my own eyes
The details of your face
Won’t you land in shallow water
And I will walk upon the shore
So I may meet my love the heron
My love is a heron
She is flying still
I am here upon the ground
If only I could grow wings
And meet her at her heights
Soar above the countryside
Western rivers, Eastern ponds
Midwest lakes and marshes
I see you, love, across the water
My love is a heron
I will join her as she fishes
So we may sit together
My love is a heron
I will climb the tallest trees
Catch a closer glimpse of my love upon the wing
Of every bird upon the sky
I know my love’s design
I will follow where she flies
My love is a heron
I will see her in due time
My love is a heron
I will meet her someday soon
No comments:
Post a Comment