A feather floats in air
Drifting off with the wind
Gets stuck in between branches
And falls off again.
Let loose from a mighty bird
Soaring high up in the sky
Unbothered of it's loss
It flies manouvering through the clouds.
The lone feather continues falling
Agreeing with gravity
It finally reaches the ground .
A light brown feather
Among the soil
Detached from it's former part .
Miles away from the wings it belonged
Until a little boy came along.
He saw the pretty feather and took it home
He weaved with a thread and hoop
Attaching different feathers together
One from an eagle one from a crow one from a pigeon and one from a quail.
He paints and puts them all together
Making a new object .
All the former lost and forgotten feathers
Now dream catchers.
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Skeleton Of Thoughts
PoésieSometimes consumed by darkness.Other times searching for the light of hope.A collection of poems and write-ups revolving around life,friendship,love,heartbreak and hope. ❤️- close to heart 💙 - revival 💛 - hope 🖤- heartbreak/dark
