remembering Wild Goose

months of flitting back and forth
on twitter, and
facebook encouragement
drew us through the air &
along the roads
to green fields
edged by woods, and
touched by southern sun

tents sprang up,
sanctuaries day & night
as we,
body of Christ
gathered,
sheep in that field,
becoming flock
for the weekend;
all of us yearning
one way or another
to be found again;
yearning to belong

music and words, spoken & sung
- shared -
brought us together
even while illuminating our differences

yet we are bound,
held together,
by the unpredictable and
inevitably surprising
Holy Spirit,
at times, wild as a goose