Snowy Egret

Snowy Egret

A late summer night and the snowy egret
has come again to the shallows in front of my house

as he has for forty years.
Don’t think he is a casual part of my life,

that white stroke in the dark.

Mary Oliver

Shunryu Suzuki: Branches of the Sandokai
Five Styles of Soto Zen in the West
Marking 400 Years with the Bard
A Zen Meditation on Pain