dawn egrets


driving the whispered road
the soft grey line
between lagoon and hill
night and day
while the sky gathers light
and night exhales
its earthbound mist
that drifts without moving
across silent water.
new from their roost
egrets fill the sky
and i, swept by the sight
of five hundred beating wings
white feathers gathering silver
from the stillness of water,
am born again and again
into the beauty of this world.20160207_054345 (3)


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