Questions About The Habits Of The Heron Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

The image of this bird
that stands for hours
where no sound is heard

listens?

to silence that devours
endless moments to emptiness
that somewhere glistens
brighter than the loud moon
on the water
Is this
a searching for some tune
that all life knows?

That darkness cannot take away?

That is not felt as wind that does not blow
or the passage of silent night or day?

The heron stands
consecrating the moment alone
sensing a silence that commands
him to atone
before a single moment
left undone.