you are an arrow
piercing
the foreboding sky
Heron On High
I Am Lifted
silently you rise
taking my spirit
with you
In Parallel
all the edges softened
blending into one another
flying and floating both
Carried
leap of faith
the heron’s flight
all my dreams are carried
Up
lift off
is the miracle
grace is the flight
Flight
tail feathers
dipped in sunshine
rising on the updraft of spring