So pensive on a tangled perch,
A great bird does a furtive search
Along the flowing river banks,
A twisted shoreline at its flanks,
Majestically on thin planks
Of wood.

Alert to opportunities
Available among the trees,
Or in the water's murky swell,
A Great Blue Herron sits a spell
Before its restless quirks compel
Its flight.

Then, with a mighty spread of wings,
From warped wood roost it quickly springs,
dips and soars above the river,
On wide wings it flaps and quivers.
Through me, the sight sent small shivers
Of joy.