We were talking about magic
as we drove along a crowded
Sunday highway
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when the whirl of wings
made me turn
and a flock of geese
flew over our car
so low I could see
their feet tucked under them.
For a moment the rustle
of their presence over our heads
obscured everything
and as they disappeared
you said,
"I see what you mean."
Photography credit: Image of snow geese captured by Morten Byskov (originally color).
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