Immersed in my thoughts, I weed, trim, turn soil.
My flower beds, a refuge
from the sadness in my heart.
Yet another loss, not unexpected, but still…
An unfamiliar sound — I look up.
So very close, a Great Blue Heron,
large wings slowly beating,
balancing precariously on slender tree branch.
I sit back, mesmerized,
as it watches me.
An unlikely visitor to my backyard.
I slowly stand, take soft steps, draw closer.
In a moment, it takes flight,
crosses above me, lights on lofty perch,
gazes back my way.
I am spellbound.
Could it be him…
I quietly watch my extraordinary guest,
admire graceful wings extending,
as it lifts off for farewell flight.
High above the barn and tall spruces,
towards the setting sun.
An incredible sight…
I am so blessed.