Poetry that is earth based, mystical, philosophical.
so early
just past dawn
a great blue heron
flies across the lagoon
the bright wings
powerful and slow
carrying a long thin branch
and for just a moment
the closed fist inside
opens
there it is
the kingdom
you have everything you need
peace, barefoot walking slowly toward me floating grey and silver the Holy flashing through peace, a gathering of flickering angels he then...
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