Woodstorks
Black heads
bobbing and swaying
now here and now
under the water.Feathers in a disarraay
blown apart by the
mysterious storms that
seem to buffet themas they walk. Not the bird
I would choose to be
the symbol of what I hold
dear, and yetfor all their limbs-askew
awkwardness, for their
vulture-headed hideousness
I hold these visitorsdear, nearly holy
a gift that shows mebright and beautiful
bold and brittle
awkward and alien
Loving God made us all.© 2002 Steven Riddle
Woodstorks
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