Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Stillness before the storm

We walked through the wetland to the beach this morning, coming at it from a different angle. A storm was forecast, with heavy rain and high winds, but when we set out it was still cloudy and dry.
There by the cliff wall I spotted a blue heron. It stood motionless, then bent down to catch a little fish. Then it stalked a few steps with great dignity.

The wind turned, the rain began to pelt us, and we ran for cover. Meanwhile the heron stayed calm and still, unperturbed.

I think of how Dylan Thomas compared the herons to priests in the poem he wrote for his [30th?] birthday:
'Herons spire and spear'. I think of how the heron points the way, reminding me to maintain a still centre even in the midst of storms.


lifeonthecutoff said...

Beautiful post and picture, Juliet, and the Dylan Thomas quote makes it all complete.

Marilyn said...

You have captured the heron so well, they do point the way, and they move with great dignity. Thank you for your words and beautiful photo.