How silently the heron sits

A heron in a tree

sat silently

and stared at me

What was it doing there

so still.. so chill

and austere

sitting alone

upon a quiet branch..?

And what good chance

lead me to see

this stripe-down

tan-brown ghost

almost invisible

in the moving light..

hiding in near night..

upright..

erect..

Commanding respect.

with its silent

composure….