full circle

. . .from an upward battle of struggles and emotions to a journey of healing, growth, and laughter. . .

air

The feather it floats
Through tranquil air
Relieved at release
From weighted cares.

Whispered breath it blows
Beyond fair clouds
Carries it alone
Only for now.

Foreign dust settles
To bring it down

?

(1999)

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