All of these years later,
there are times when
comes to mind.
He would have waded in.
He would have ended this gentle bird’s life,
Instead, I watched, crying,
from some distance away.
I honour this one life.
I won’t forget it.
All spring and summer,
I have stood alone in the tall grass,
They have given me such pleasure
in their vulnerability and in their struggle.
I bow my head.
I am silent.
For those who say, “There are human beings dying all around you!”
That enormous truth does not take away the sadness in this moment.