Two blue herons flew overhead, heading out to sea.
A white heron crossed their path to weave a wonder for me.
The grey fog and mist, a backdrop to this morning scene,
Is contrast to this aerial display of color brisk and clean.
I take the moment- and breathe a sigh- and ponder what I was meant to glean.
I smile when all I find in mind is peaceful and serene.
JArtB
Thursday, June 11, 2015 at 06:02