In Unison of the Snow Geese 1999

They would spread out,

Forming the unity of peace,

Winged animals of flight,

Soaring out in harmony,

We would never tire of this marvel,

People left to watch and express,

Charming colours for this canvas,

With impressions which left are best,

Such movement of the atmosphere,

I have never envied neither nor dare,

If I could soar with my plumage made bare,

Perhaps the geese in the colours of snow,

Could lift me higher,

So I could dream once more,

Reaching to the heights,

And one day entering Heavens doors.