Again I observe, and thereby experience, the glory of two geese flying in sunrise, uplit, their marvelous colors, their perfection. How they tilt, straighten, cup their wings to guide their flight. It seems to me that they are as intentional in their ways and being as any human being. How they set an example for me as we meet, unknown to them, in a shared moment of this day. Everyday. Every day the same and different, repeated and also new in its variations on the theme.
In her book Wild Comfort, Kathleen Dean Moore writes, "I'm thinking it's a paltry sense of wonder that requires something new every day.... To be worthy of the astonishing world, a sense of wonder will be a way of life, in every place and time, no matter how familiar: to listen in the dark of every night, to praise the mystery of every returning day, to be astonished again and again, to be grateful with an intensity that cannot be distinguished from joy." (36)
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