A flock of Canada geese
flies overhead,
honking whenever
honks are needed.
One goose veers
away on its own
to the left.
Another splits right.
Zen awareness might
say, "Ah, yes: the
goose and the goose
and the flock. This is."
A philosopher might
see three divergent
realities coming
into being above.
An ornithologist
might ahem and
expertly affirm, "Yes,
geese will do that."
According to a poet:
"Feather-flung loners,
ecstatic with freedom, fly
straight to their unknowns."
Hunters say blam.
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