Heron in flight
Majestic bird
Its wings span the globe
searching through the heavens
a peaceful death
from above
Category: heaven
Time
When all is done, nothing left.
What once was new, is old again.
To stand upon the shore,
the seas subconscious call.
Birds fly past, rekindle thoughts.
Rejoice! for the wind has given breath,
so we may feel the light
to ignite the pinnacles of heaven.
