A great blue heron coursed across a deepening blue sky this evening as night fell. It reminded me of a poem I wrote many years ago. "The Night" is included in my book Dancing With Herons.
Copyright Joni L. James
The waning light from the setting sun.
Darkness enveloping the ponds.
Full moon glowing bright.
Coursing through the sky in dark silhouette,
To eclipse the moon,
Your powerful wingbeats carry you.
Left with my thoughts,
I wonder where you are going.
How will you pass the dark hours?
It's a different world you know . . .