White-faced Heron

the white faced heron and i 

met again

we did the box step 

each pausing for great lengths 

looking at the other 

i tried to convey mutuality

with just two eyes

when the dance finally ended, 

he glided past my right 

cutting through the gray fuzzy sky 

and i swore to myself:

i must remember this most beautiful moment 

for a long time, 

and perhaps in words 

for when my mind gives out one day.