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A feather gently falls from its owner
shifting through the skies
soaring past the sun
floating down
meeting the tortures of earth
the leaves greet it badly
the wind is harsh
the rain beats
the nights are cold
where had its master gone?
why did it leave?
why did it strike out?
why did it have to fall from the wings of an angel?
It needed to feel this
to see what is was like to not be so sheltered
to strike out on its own
What was the world really like?
well it had found out
now, it can't go back
After all that's happened
it can only look on
but never return
held in its master's hands
gazing at the others that it left
for what it thought right
can never go back
 wolf ie · Sun Jan 28, 2007 @ 03:37am · 0 Comments |
