Magic

We were talking about magic

as we drove along a crowded

Sunday highway

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."

~ Jenifer Nostrand ~