The familiar honking sound is disembodied and unsteady, like a pubescent voice migrating to maturity. The noise comes from over head and out of the dark. I have seen photos and read poetry detailing the sillouete of the v- formation against a full moon. There is a wonderfully illustrated book I have that states the geese travel by the compass of the northern star, but humans "have no compass but the heart".
These night travelers help to orient me to the heart of the world and I wish them Godspeed for their journey and for yours as well fellow traveler.
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