Man flying with geese
crossing skies in fright
Skipping ahead of the snow-time
like an arrow skimming light.
Man slides behind seven-strong pair
wings thrashing the air
Man rides in up-draft
hair streaming and fair.
Man slides forward now
joining the seven-strong
Will he pull the flock along
or strive and loop and throng?
Wings caress the thermals
drinking height, drawing rest.
And far along the horizon
night's quiet waits.