Feather - Day 56
My grandaughter @intelligenteagle gave me the idea of writing a poem about a feather.
A single silvery white feather acrobatically meanders through the air
-And tickles my inner being.
As I hold it against a baby blue sheet sprinkled with wisps of cotton
-An aura of peace surrounds me.
Golden rays saturate its opaqueness highlighting the beauty
-And gently hug my soul.
Lightly running my fingers down the delicate barbs coaxing them to let go
-My mind marvels at the intricacy.
Smoothing them together again in a single motion
-My thoughts takes flight.
My eyes scan the horizon hoping to find the aviary donor
-As gentle breezes whisper illuminating secrets.
A sparrow serenades its lover and places another plume in her nest
-As I sense the bigger picture.
So I return the Creator’s treasure to Mother Earth’s sky stream
-Savoring this layover blessing.
Photo 1 by Jenelle Ball on Unsplash
Photo 2 by David Dibert on Unsplash
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Previous posts for this challenge
Day 1: The Pendulum
Day 2: Half In - Half Out
Day 3: Names Will Always Hurt Me
Day 4: Turning
Day 5: No Longer
Day 6: Equilibrium
Day 7: Entangled
Day 8: Shattered
Day 12:Beat Ball WINNING ENTRY! (Intermediate category)
Day 15: The Golden Rule
Day 16: Panic
Day 19: Birthday
Day 20: Bar Room Blues
Day 21:Victory WINNING ENTRY!
Day 22: Just Another Day
Day 23: charming Knights
Day 24: Thank the Gods
Day 25:The Circle of Life WINNING ENTRY!
Day 26:Try Harder
Day 27:Up, Up and Away
Day 28: Grandchild
Day 30: Streams of Life
Day 33:Pep Talk
Day 34: First Steps
Day 35 Passengers
Day 36: Tools
Day 37:Spirit Fruit
Day 38: Perspective
Day 39:Divine Feminine
Day 40: Princess
Day 41: Trading
Day 42: Sky Gazer
Day 43: My Basement is Flooded
Day 44: When Two Spirits Meet
Day 46: Gems
Day 47: Bridges
Day 49: Layers
Day 50: Light
Day 52: Tula
Day 53: Silhouettes
Day 54: Point of vie
Day 55: Hope
A bird's feather can bring a sense of pleasure to the touch.
The fingers delight and momentarily we forget the world around us.
wow, these words sure brought the feeling of peace and calmness.
the words describe beautifully the works of nature's beings
Sharing this on twitter for many to read, resteemed.