Saturday, May 3, 2025

My love is a heron

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

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