heron blue

she crosses o’er the bridge
by wading in the water underneath
funny i had never thought of that

but suddenly today i see
the rocks are slick
and chasms wide
in climbing to my perch above the water

why not just sit beside
this soothing sound
and catch the leaves that fall
onto my lap

somehow they know
when it is time
to let go of their heights
and nourish from below

when sun above is shrinking

yes, even sun knows when to drop
and let the darkness
call us home

to take a bath in water
warm
waiting for a fish

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