overhead i hear it
your true name
escapes even the wind
an autumn throbbing and flowing
past unfurled wings
seeking streams of air
unaware of the sun above
the only force
us north or south
east or west
the whole formation
wider and farther
even as we
the same direction
* V *
brothers and sisters
unpalling forgotten love
the gaggle to return
“I have loved you with an everlasting love;
I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.
I will build you up again,
and you. . . will be rebuilt . . .
. . . See, I will bring them from the land of the north
and gather them from the ends of the earth.
Among them will be the blind and the lame,
expectant mothers and women in labor;
a great throng will return.
They will come with weeping;
they will pray as I bring them back.
I will lead them beside streams of water
on a level path where they will not stumble . . . “