Exultation in their songs,
jubilant in their wildness,
the geese rise in thunderous union,
wings ready for the north winds call.
Rise up, they shout,
Rise up
and spread your wings-
autumn is here and winter approaches.
Give into the joy of wind
and the rush of feathers in flight.
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A beautiful beating of wings and an uplifting poem…literally!
This is gorgeous and made me lift a little from my chair! Smiles.
!! 🙂 Love it, my dear. Rise up, indeed!