canada geese

The Canada geese are flying by;
they seem to be going the wrong way.
Skein after skein they wedge their way north
in the cool September morning,
unaware of what the calendar says.
They flock to find food
for the long winter months.
There is method to their madness.
Soon enough they will gaggle in place
or head to the warmer climes. 
They have their instinctual reasons. 

But what about us?  Do we follow
some drive when we appear to go awry,
or are we simply unable to admit our errors
when we go innately wrong?

Liz McFadzean