three roosting herons
in the empty cottonwood—
stopping to watch
them not move,
I knew
so completely,
though I
would perhaps
argue against it
now,
beauty
is enough.
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March 9, 2016 by Rosemerry
three roosting herons
in the empty cottonwood—
stopping to watch
them not move,
I knew
so completely,
though I
would perhaps
argue against it
now,
beauty
is enough.
“…stopping to watch them not move…” — caught that moment perfectly.