Evening falls like an autumn leaf on Cove Lake.
Shimmering last light
guides a Great blue heron
home to roost.
Its lonely flight mirrored
against darkening water,
the heron slowly soars
through fading evening light.
I see grace, beauty and strength
in every stroke of
those blue-gray wings.
No warrior's drone
could be display more stealth.
As it pinpoints its target,
banks left,
then readies itself for a landing.
Static energy pulls it forward.
With shoulders bent then straight,
motion brings movement
across the still lake,
until only a few strokes remain.
Until rest and darkness
envelope the heron
who, like me seeks the quiet of sanctuary.
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5 comments:
they're such marvelous, huge birds! graceful in flight; curmudgeony when hunched over hunting; raucous when they cry out! :)
One of my favorite birds. So beautiful to observe. Great shots.
These birds are really huge ...
Beautiful shots! I really like the first close up with the reflection on the water.
I really like these shots, one of my most always sought after bird.I try to sneek close in my kayak. When at Padre Island I could get within 25 ft. they felt safe.
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