Geese
Bai Qiu

Still we live and must fly
In this boundless sky
The horizon forever receding far ahead
Leading us on, ever in pursuit
It ought to be near but when we look up,
it is always just as far away

It's the same sky in which our forebears flew
The vast emptiness like an unvarying exhortation
Our wings like theirs beat against the wind
A continuation of their will
descending into an unending nightmare

Between the black earth
And the bottomless blue sky
The future is just the horizon line
Leading us on
In our pursuit we slowly die off, die like a cooling sunset
Still we fly high in the boundless sky
As solitary as a leaf in the wind

And the frigid clouds
Coldly stare at us