The Feather


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1. Feather

 

The feather

I watch,

I watch the sunlit object glide to the ground

Through teary eyes,

I watch,

The amazing,

Figure floating through the air,

Not caring wear it lands,

Not caring how hard,

 

Light gleaming,

Reflecting from each

Individual

Plume.

Colours of all

Reflecting in its

Glory,

Its peace,

Its serenity

Its beauty.

 

The deep

Cool

Wind brushing it

Pushing it in numerous directions

Playing gracefully

And devishly

Trying to destroy it

And build it up

 

 

As gracious

and evil

as life this

Fearless,

Feather

Floats down,

Down,

Down

To its endless rest.

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