
Watching the water of life flow past carrying promises.
Promises unwrapped and waiting to be discovered by you.
You that carries thoughts and dreams of yesterday and tomorrow.

Watching the water of life flow past carrying promises.
Promises unwrapped and waiting to be discovered by you.
You that carries thoughts and dreams of yesterday and tomorrow.

Great were the days of ice and snow and bitter cold Winter winds.
Blue waters flowing freely nowadays as Spring stirs awake.
Here on the river, what better moment than the present one?



Beyond the sunflowers, hidden in greenery, herons wait.
Movement and colours reveal themselves for those with eyes to see.
Were the herons truly hidden if my heart and mind were one?

A solitary figure moves slowly, pauses, continues.
Attention focused on what they seek, filtering out all else.
What is it you seek in solitude with such dedication?

A feathery statue standing tall and collecting sunshine.
The world around drifts past barely noticed and forgotten.
With no attention paid nor worry given, did it exist?

Falling rain indifferent to those under the clouds of home.
Sound muffled and muted, sight dulled and opaque without sunlight.
A sleeping phantom of blue and gray, undisturbed by the world.

A wood skeleton offers a place of rest and a good view.
The dark water below is teeming with possibilities.
For now though, you stand with your companions, watching in silence.

Your first year out on your own, remembering the lessons taught.
Eating this not eating that, standing still waiting quietly.
Nowadays everything is cold, you feel a pull to fly South.

Standing still watching the world, is the world now watching you stand?
Your eyes and mind take it all in, the sights and sounds reflect all.
Is this real or maybe a dream, only you can truly know.

A tall thin heron walks slowly on an empty belly.
The source of their next meal will be unknown and uncertain.
In a blink of an eye, the heron strikes at the water, dinner!