I, like everyone else, like to belong;
to be valued and to add value to a community
of similarly-minded individuals who gather
in groups for purposes mundane and spiritual.
The stars come together across the sky;
visible at night, always present during the day.
Look how the geese travel as one "V,"
heading to destinations for food
and noisome conversation as they dine.
A pair breaks off from the flight of the whole
and lands in the open lawn next door.
I sip coffee as they sip things found in the dewed grass.
Would they let me join in their endeavors?
Would I allow them on my back porch?
Do we value each other across the lines of species?
The geese call out, answering with a "honk"
that I fail to understand in my place as a human.
If we share stories now which we cannot comprehend,
what hope will there be when the Big Bang
turns upon itself and becomes the big Crunch,
one "honk" to another?
A Thread You Follow 