Hope and Love is a poem by Jane Hirshfield.
In it, she contemplates the hope of blue heron.
Blue herons live on various places of the North and Central American continent.
They are known to summer in Alaska and near bodies of water throughout southern Canada.
And they winter in more temperate climes.
Some herons have found their year-around home, and they don't pack their bags to migrate.
But those that do migrate - do they miss others they left behind?
Or are they solitary?
Do they listen for "some missing one"?
Do they feel blue?
"I know that
hope is the hardest
love we carry."
from Jane Hirshfield's
Hope and Love