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Up ahead
To my right
Around the point before me
A burst of squawks and the
Beating of heavy wings
Filled the air

The head and then the long endless body
Rose before me
Right over
The spine of my canoe
The heron
Blocking my vision

No more than ten feet above
My open jaw
And transfixed eyes.
It flew toward me
Thwump, thwump
I heard the wings breaking the
Early morning stillness around me

The majestic bird
Cupped its sails
And hovered for a moment,
Or a lifetime,
Directly above my right shoulder

Each feather was visible -
Rust, cream, slate,
And light blue eye shadow.

The feet and legs stretched behind
Tows pointed to cut through the air

My head rolled backward to watch
The bird fly off
Across the lake

A gift to start my day.

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