I've seen this before.
Canadian Geese in the sky.

Three this morning.

They stay close enough for comfort,
but far enough to fly
unimpeded.

Flapping together
but not in tandem.

And then,
as if on cue,
for they are always on cue
they all

Stop flapping.

Glide.

Wings down to
decrease the uptake of air.
Less surface area to catch their invisible buoy
as they coast and circle down
to the pond below.

Careless choreography.

Three birds.
One mind.

Not a sound exchanged between them.

Oh, to be that in tune.