As the marsh melts the geese are arriving. Already in pairs. You can hear them honking during the day and at night. I haven't quite been able to find the words to describe the sound, the vibration, and how it makes me feel. It is on the tip of my tongue, but I can't turn it into an utterance just yet...but in some deep part of my heart I recognize that they speak for me and in doing so they somehow acknowledge and call forth the heartache that is there.