One if by Land, Two if by Sea

· poetry

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

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