A Poem Today: 10-24-14

The Pelican

The pelican on the piling,

Grey and brown in the sunlight,

Gazes over the water. 

It is and is not his home. 

In it he finds, 

From it he takes, 

The fish that sustain him and his. 

On it he finds,

Over it he rides,

The thermals that lift up him and his. 

On it he rests. 

In it he dives. 

It is and is not his home. 

But there on the piling he gazes, 

And to the sun he turns

And opens his wings,

Taking in the warmth,

Taking in the strength 

I spread my arms to the sun 

Wings heavier and weaker than his,

To feel the warmth,

To feel the strength. 

Illumine me this day

That I may find what I need

That I may be lifted up

That I may find rest

On the water

That is and is not my home.