USA

Late Formation

Geese assembled, right after you left,
As I moved to close the door.
Struck by their presence,
I reached for new lenses,
to confirm what I glimpsed from the shore.

There were spaces between them,
but wholeness throughout,
the dozens, that spotted the bay.
Amazed by their stillness,
I squinted for hints,
of movements to give them away.

Finally they drifted from no seen command-
A willow witnessing as they left.
Gifted by their visit,
I was granted one more,
the moon lighting their sides once, bereft.

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