The flock of geese above me Upon a New Year's Eve Say, flying, that they love me And cherish all that lives Flying to warmer climates Arranged into a V The gargling winged pilots Heading toward victory - Reminding man of beauty And of eternal peace Dispelling and refuting Gloom, turmoil and distress - Through gold-and-diamond sunshine And through the velvet rain You carry truth and passion And exquisite refrain Of what exists inside you - The beauty in your hearts, The universe beside you, Which decomposed to parts Rides on upon your feathers And sends to ones beneath Inexorable treasures Of universal bliss. The flock of geese above me Arranged into a V Carrying what is lovely For all the world to see - To south they fly through darkness Under the stars and clouds And with reflecting gargles They speak, and speak aloud Of all that nature knows And all in it expressed - In V they fly, in rows And all below them bless. Fly onward, my companions, Fly onward, my dear friends, Within your hearts contained is Beginning and the end, And as you are repairing And as you fly all night Bring with you peace and caring And universal light. https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry