Poem: The Feathers
As a feather, fell gentle from the wing.
Bunched once together featherd,flight it did bring.
Light it now dances on the breeze.
Let this please those souls of sad content ,
Let this ease the load from madness bent ,
Let this tease the tortured heart so spent .
The feather flies, its flight denies
The gravity of the deed.
It floats and spins through unseen seas.
Of surging current of clear fresh breeze.
Let my children the feathers be.
Dropped from the wing once family .
Caught captured flung
Spun swirled through life
The feather might try with all its might
But flight, grew on the wing
Lets sing, redemptions song .
can this song ,in text be wrong ?
Feathers lost along the flight
Life’s journey long , the wing , the right
The wrong, the up the down
Together once we all began.
Feathers on a wing, we sing the song
The song life gave us all
Now old I lay my tired head,
Upon those feathers and go to bed.