The Egret's Flight Coopers Hawk It would never know why

It would never know why its mate had left or where it had gone

threatening to swallow it whole

the blackbird perched high

with its enchanting beauty and serene ambiance

the world seemed a little darker

The Egret's Flight Coopers Hawk It would never know whyMigration was hereand before the winds carried it away, the Great Egret let its wing graze the surface of the water that had sheltered it through the seasons. The faint ripple it left behind was a memory in motionof patient hunts among the reeds, of moonlit nights standing beneath the stars, of quiet existence with the marsh itself. It was a farewell, not rushed or sorrowful, but full of gratitude for everything the water had given. Photograph by