Crane
Dancing,
your feathery beauty
traced against
rawhide texture of granite
mountains.
Delicate,
how can you live here?
Touching to earth
Long taut shadow
reflected in shimmering pool.
Where have you come from,
traveler?
Where do you go?
Traveling on a gypsy wind,
will you go fast or slow?
Abbe Gail Russell
© 1996 by the author
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