FREE FOREVER

Oh, to be as free as the wild goose

Is to leave behind all trials and fears,

Then slide, glide or soar through the spruce

And touch the high blue winds and cheer.

Ah, yes! That wild goose must brave that strand

Where guns and arrows seek to strike.

But sheer joy in freedom of their land

Pulls them forever to some distant river dike.

Some ancient inherent ecstasy touches the heart

Whenever a flock of geese flies by southbound.

Skis down upon a draft of air to dart,

Within touch and greets with a brash honk sound

Then zooms upward into that sky of crystal blue

To disappear forever off into the mists.

#NaturePoetry #PoetryandGeese