Dark and the Light-Or-The Goose and the Bride

Dark and the Light- or- The Goose and the Bride Act 1 Sunlit promenade juts majestically into the musical pond, spying a Hen Goose appearing to be sitting on her nest at the end of the popular walkway. I imagined the poor girl had no idea the odds were stacked against her hatchlings ever glimpsing sunlight. Act 2 Each day I walked in the park, she was still there, her mate just off-shore, only leaping up to the promenade to help repel anyone daring to venture down the narrow walkway. In a flash, she would leap off her nest honking, hissing and snapping at intruders. I watched this scene unfold with disbelief for three and a half weeks….still she was on her nest…..sometimes I would come across unsuspecting victims of her assault, muttering epitaphs of a goosely nature. Act 3 Halfway through the fourth week, I looked and she was gone, maybe, I thought, she was successful and had moved with her goslings to the more rugged north-park area of the winding pond. Not seeing her there, I asked my friend, the park manager, if he knew of her conclusion. He told me he found her eggs smashed, and one time, came upon adults kicking the Mother Goose… I borrowed a line from the Black Sox Scandal “say it ain’t so, Joe!” Act 4 Shaking my head, I proceeded on the path towards the promenade up ahead…. there, on the very spot where she defended her brood ‘till death, posed a wedding couple, bathed in afternoon sunlight, he in crisp black, she in billowing white, bringing light to darkness….. Bringing light to darkness