son of kingfisher

young bird
picks his way through reeds in the shallows of the river

parent birds no longer haunt this stretch of water
except in dreams and spirit movements

finding his way through this special setting now
with no thoughts for his parents

in a glorious moment he catches
a silvered stickleback in his beak

before letting go of spring
he will ruffle feathers just one more time

and as you capture sight in the lens for just one second
he is gone, flashes of feathers as he disappears

like the time slip escape of a happen-stance
incredible in a state of disbelief