Their Rise

I wait. I watch. I look. I see. I listen.

In the beginning - there is nothing. A quiet contentment..a silent pause. The morning mist and fog has momentarily lifted...the sun is breaking thru. This begining is this new day.

As they soften into their grace..I feel the strength of their power.

As they root down..I wait. I know - what follows that root will be their rise.

I watch - as their breath deepens. Their wings spread wide..their hearts open. They fly away. And - I am left there standing. Watching. Waiting. Dreaming and imagining - what will be this day.