
when i decided earlier this week
that i wasn't a painter
god
painted a picture for me
and said
"here, this is for you"
"will you photograph it and share it with the world"
~~
of course
with it being god and everything
i did as he asked
and
everything in my world made sense again

to renew anything not feeling right in my life
i walk the pond

and
this heron called to me monday afternoon
as i walked by him a second time

i walked as close to the edge as i could
and
sat down in the dried pond reeds leftover from last year
and
as i got comfortable
he fished
right in front of me
not once
but twice
and
i know for fact
that for a full minute i stopped breathing

and
my sweet hubby waiting on the trail behind me
whispered
"holy crap, did you get that"
~~
i wanted to share this last photo to show you again how this pond truly is in the middle of town
~~
the yellow truck
the orange fish in the heron's mouth
oh
let's just call it
heaven
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