Feather
There's a feather, and it's floating in the air
And a feather's just a feather, it doesn't really care
There you sit serenely, as if you hadn't any stress
but a feather's just a feather, you're responsible for this mess
Your world may crumble, bring you to your knees,
But a feathers' just a feather, floating in the breeze
Nothing can hold you up, you're like rubber on the ground
And a feather's just a feather, or at least that's what I have found
You can sit there, looking up, lost, crying
But a feather's just a feather, flying
To make sense of all this, just listen to its words
For a feather's just a feather, and it came from mighty birds
There's a whisper in the air, it says float with me
For a feather's just a feather, as it aught to be
It's really just that simple.
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
Ever get so inundated with life, love, stress, the mess of it all, not know where to turn, and find solace in just simply watching something simple do its thing? Weather it be a feather floating in the air, or a sunflower basking in the sun, or a horse grazing in a sunlit pasture...we all have those simple things we watch...to de-stress.
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