The wild geese are
Alighting on a lake
We watch them
From our nest
Where we are settled
We see their wings
Arcing and gliding
Over the water
Making ripples
Drifting in and out of the currents
Our thoughts drift away
With every flap and splash
For a moment we wish we could
Land too
We are high up in the sky
But composed
No parts surfacing
Disturbing the moment
This day is nearing its end
The geese will rest
We will return to our room
Perhaps we are a little cold
And hungry
Time for tea
She says
Standing up
The birds are oblivious to us
Busy at their work
I wonder what they have seen
On their journey
If they see at all
Perhaps they are only
Following the compass
Revisiting old routes
And rituals
A bit like us
She claps her hands with delight
And as we walk home
I wonder how much we have seen too.
This sounds lovely, the walk, the geese, the chill, then heading home for tea - always the best part!
ReplyDeleteNice narration Jae! It would certainly be a fruitful walk!
ReplyDeleteHank
There is nothing quite like writing about nature to remember we are part of wild world as well and not the cruel humans that don't like to to coexist with other species unless we destroy them as they are no use to us or just another source of food as we overpopulate this planet. One day I hope we will all see sense.
ReplyDelete"The birds are oblivious to us" this is like a statement of guardian angels
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Jae
Muchđź’—love
Following an old compass isn't such a bad thing. Familiar paths and rituals can keep us steady in life.
ReplyDeleteOblivious to us yes, but they could teach us much if we were less oblivious to them.
ReplyDeleteWonderful walk Jae, I enjoyed the tale...!
ReplyDeleteWild geese, though not a feature of life in Australia, have always seemed tome very romantic and great symbols of freedom. I was influenced at an early age by both Paul Gallico's beautiful book 'The Snow Goose' and Frankie Laine's defiant song about being 'a brother to the old wild goose'. Your very lovely descriptions re-awaken these feelings. Interesting – I usually focus on the longing to fly free, but you remind me of the equal yearning for a safe home.
ReplyDeleteIf we share each others' worlds in oblivious rest, the peace we would have.
ReplyDeleteLovely picture you've given us