Enter through yellow eye
into bird mind of
the foreshore shaman.
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Come inhabit the spaces
between water
earth and sky.
How long have you got?
I’m just biding my time
sitting still, tuning in.
Listen to the wind;
wave pulse, lapping
on stone. Feel, sun
and moon movements.
Observe worlds formed
in rock pools, constellations
of barnacles, breathe in
sea salt air.
I see through reflection
beyond the mirror.
Sense the movement
that precedes
the moment, to
step forward
stop time, poised
with calm intent
to pierce the void.
In one movement:
from the depths
a fish –
……………….Ensō !
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Heron Shaman encountered at Black Sands, Aberdour, Fife, Saturday, 16th January 2016.
Now playing: David Behrman – On the Other Ocean
Murdo Eason - From Hill to Sea 
2 replies on “The Foreshore Shaman”
Brilliant
Boyfriend and I saw a Night Heron (such an evocative name!) by the harbor in Catalina Island. We loved watching it wade through the shallow water and narrow breakwater, moving with such slow grace, quietly balanced on such large, yellow feet!