I Stopped In The Green Rice Field - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

they pass me by
and they did not notice

how i stop my walk

feasted on the white heron
on tall yellow legs

my eyes in wonder
the beauty without

my spirit has wings
lifted to the flight of the white

wings of that bird,
so light, so swift, so free.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 4, 2009

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