-------Great, Blue Heron-------
Oh, silly bird,
here along this
speeding highway.
speeding highway.
You look silly, you know?
...too big for this
little place.
little place.
Those giant wings stand out,
bowing to the wind
as they blow the dust from
our memories
of true beauty...
remember
grace does
exist.
Silly how
easy you move
so slow
bowing to the wind
as they blow the dust from
our memories
of true beauty...
remember
grace does
exist.
Silly how
easy you move
so slow
along this
speeding highway
speeding highway
of concrete and doubt.
You shouldn't be here...
prayer!
You shouldn't be here...
this is no place
for suchprayer!
We are not ready
for this sweet violence
upon our pride.
Why have you stayed
and not gone with the others
back to the quiet corners
of rivers
and solitude?
for this sweet violence
upon our pride.
Why have you stayed
and not gone with the others
back to the quiet corners
of rivers
and solitude?
...back to
the peace?
the peace?
We do not
deserve
you.
But
stubborn and stoic
like an honest winter
you refuse to leave these bones
and us alone
like an honest winter
you refuse to leave these bones
and us alone
along this
great and lonely highway.
great and lonely highway.
thank you.
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