wild geese move
within the moments of their destiny
framing patterns struck
upon a naked sky.
clocked by indiscreet motions
they move
in gentler waves
instinctively.
confirmed in their geesehood
they soar with speed
amid the chastening winds
and luring skies.
untethered, unfettered.
dressed in their celestial garb,
melding motive and design
toward a destiny disclosed.
in a moment
they can do
what in a lifetime
I cannot.
7 responses to “Toward A Destiny”
photography by John Hallissey
Quite lovely…a perfect melding of photo and word, and nothing, in either, is extra.
Love the flow of your miraculous words! You truly have a gift…. as graceful as the flight of the geese…Love You
A beautiful poem indeed, just lovely!
Tres, For so long I have had this photo and this poem together in my mind in just this way. Now it is done. I am glad you like it.
Kathy, I value your appreciation. Thank you for your comments.
Claudia, I am glad you like the poem. My philosophy rides in it.