Dancing shimmery orbs
peaking through the plants
a spotlight on the bridge.
I’m here and then I’m not!
I travel as I please
Pink pastels adorn me.
White light never leaves me
shining through the brush
going through my crown
cascading down my being
swirling through my blood.
You are my perfect creation
Wondrous to my eyes
Pleasing to my senses
I feel into your moment.
Jun
4
2014
Your photo and wonderful writing creates a beautiful story.
Thank you so much Sue!
Ah…I see you’ve surrendered to the call of the mighty Orbs!!! And it makes for a wonderful post. Where did you capture this little fellow? And what kind of bird is he?
I believe this is a green heron Maryse. If not a green heron, some other type of heron. And yes, I see orbs everywhere now! It’s wonderful. Even in older shots, as this 1 is, 2 summers ago. I guess I look for them now. Oh and he was taken on a bridge. He was just there briefly!
Oh, this is so lovely, Linda!! 🙂
Thank you Line!
This is a beautiful poem, Linda. I can really feel your energy becoming lighter and freer in this. Thank you for sharing it. And such a lovely photo too!
thank you John!
You have some beautiful birds where you are, that inspire some equally beautiful poetry Linda! He looks very elegant, and such a wonderful pose! 🙂
Thank you Suzy!
This was really sweet, in its depiction of the hide and seek of a bird, then the more serious parts about blood and creation. It has a lot of depth in this, great writing skills here! Lovely photo and so glad someone could identify the bird! Smiles, Robin
Thank you Robin!
What a stunning little bird Linda! You’ve captured it so well in this wonderful moment and poem. Love it! 😀
thank you Sonel!
loved the way the bird is looking 🙂
thank you joshi daniel. The bird was there for a very quick second! I got lucky.
yes I feel the moment too … its fleeting but the impression last. beautiful capture 🙂
thank you!