Poetry: The Feather

Poetry: The Feather

by Liam

The wings I’m born with

Their invisibility holds my power

To soar where few birds cry

High where eagles fly

Listen, listen for what you perceive is magnificent

What you see is amazingly clear

With these pinions wide outspread

Eyes closed I glide across endless oceans

Cross snow covered peaks to meet

You hand in hand together

Where we found

What we flew for

What we discovered

Was but a heart beat from eternity

A wing stroke from infinity

The feather with which this love song is written.

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