My Choice
Great Blue Heron in a Sea of Pickerelweed
Though my feet stand in sinking sand
Among a field of lavender lilies I stand
My heart responds to what I see
Be it glories around or instability
If I focus on what pulls me down
My face will surely wear a frown
But lift my eyes in upward gaze
Then, I reflect the sun’s brightest rays
So, you see, the choice is mine
To dwell in darkness or light sublime
Note: This photo was taken at Wakodahatchee Wetlands in Delray Beach, Florida.
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I love it and I love the picture also. That was wonderful!! Did you write that?
Yes, writing poetry is a new found joy. I write all of the copy on Morning Joy. Thank you so much for your comment.
Your welcome. I wish I could write like that.
Beautiful poem with a lovely photo!! Having lived in the woods with two ponds I am well acquainted with the Great Blue Heron and have watched big ones stretch out, they really are huge!
Thanks, Randy. How fortunate you are to have lived in the woods. I checked out your blog and must say that I enjoy your poetry. You are gifted and I am glad that you share your gifts online.
Love those Great Blues.
Just nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award. Keep up the good work.
http://leesbird.com/2012/04/23/versatile-blogger-award/
Lee