Published in Number One, Gallatin, Tennessee
Every time I see cranes
a door opens into the spirit world.
They arrive to bring news of winter,
depart with promise of spring.
They carry messages between worlds.
Their arrival is always anticipated.
Never expected they arrive and call.
Said to mate for life, they dance
when reunited after long separation.
Their longing calls fill my heart.
Departing this world,
I will know I am bound
for blessed realms
if cranes accompany me.