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Circle of Beauty

By John I. Blair

Drawn by the dropping water
Twenty egrets have gathered
On the edge of a drying pond.

Their feathers gleam white in the sun;
Their bright and golden eyes glitter
And every movement signals grace.

I am amazed by the beauty
Of this grouping by the water,
But I know what the agenda is.

They stand and watch,
As sure as time
That patience will bring them food.

The beauty is incidental.

2002 John I. Blair  

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