on a day of doubt
I looked up just as
eight blue herons
rose from the trees
and made a circle
right over me
big as the sky

not for me
I suppose
but just then
it felt like it

never saw
so many
at once

right there
in a perfect
halo above

the sight of it
shook me back

not sure to whom
or what exactly but
I did feel here again
and that something
wanted me to be

something that was
here way before stars
began giving birth to us
and our long longing
to belong

eight blue herons came
and circled me back
into the world one day