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Ahingas at dawn

poised between the viscous and the thinning

drying their wings

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Algae blooming

convoluted and impatient

now remembering their place

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A  young man  with dark eyes

continually filling his truck bed

with damaged and forest overgrowth

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Muscling new piers with humor

immersed in sea water

they’re building the new bridge

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The many Gods speaking as the roots of Origin

actively assemble

the thaw

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 I sat on the dock overlooking the fresh water lake each day watching the ahingas. They are cousins to the cormorant and pelican, sometimes called “snakebird” as they swim submerged except for their heads above the water. Their feathers aren’t waterproof like ducks, so they open and dry their wings off before being able to take flight. There’s a lot of silent standing, occasional diving, gliding and wing drying….but mostly just standing there facing the light.

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Photo…”Ahingas” Meher Baba Center, North Myrtle Beach, SC