A heron awating it's pray
deadly yet graceful
the way it glides in the air
reminds me of grass swaying in the wind
I let it fly away with all my worries
because right now i don't want them
But i know i'll see that heron again
and with it comes my worries once again
I had wished for them to stay with the heron
but then i thought
"Why would i want someone else to carry my burden"
