I hear the geese before I see them. The loud calls cause me to look up and watch their beautiful V formation move across the sky. They are heading south, to warmer shores. Wise birds.
Life is a journey and we are also going somewhere. Whether we are flying, or being flown, we will arrive somewhere. Nothing is static in this world, we are at all times being pushed forward. Where do we want to go? – that’s the question we should ask ourselves. Or, Where must we go? Or where can we go to find our