declaration

the geese are carving up the sky
into mine and yours and ours
this love – they say
in their wild breath voices
is bigger than trees
bigger than rivers or lakes
or rock faces red in early light.
we need the sky
they say
we need horizon to forest edge horizon
on sun etched morning wings
to speak a love as big as this.

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