I came upon a Blue Heron today.It landed in an irrigation ditchAnd hid behind a clump of grass.I slowly moved up on it and it flew away,But not far. A hundred paces down the ditch.Incredible, a Blue Heron in the irrigation ditch,And he’s staring back at me as if to say,“Hello, old friend.” And I could swareThat I remember him from long ago,Long before our names were written down,When the morning colors of creation shoneUpon the hearts of all created things.“Hello, old friend,” I say.“So good to know you once again,So grateful for the visit,So beautiful the friendship long forgotten,And how precious the unexpected, chance, reunion.”

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