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Feather in the Wind
Freely like a feather in the wind
My spirit goes in every direction,yet is heading
to some unknown destination
My heart is empty and free,of any oppressed emotion
Only sadness lingers behind the hopes that have died
She walks in the shadow of the night,and sleeps in the dawn's hour
Awakened by the song of bird and the breeze through her hair
To see that she is still alone
The feather winds past her as she walks out the door,flying freely
And she chases it down the winding path way,nothing in her mind
But the feather in the wind
She marvels in her envy of the feather,how can this be so free
And yet,I am held in the chains of a invisible prison,of my own making
If only I could be as a feather and fly
Why do people think they can free me,for it is not their journey
It is only for me to be
The feather it finally lands on the bed of hibscus flowers
Blooming ever so bright pink,and huge like dinner plates
The iridescence captivates,and the feather stays still as if
it is also taking into the beauty
As she goes to bend down to reach for the feather,the winds
of Ehecatl start to blow again,for you see
She will never capture the feather,it is free and she cannot catch
it as long as the wind blows against her,she will only know her
freedom,when she can accept and walk with herself.
True freedom,is catching the feather and learning how to fly
and changing the things,that broke your wings.
I am like the feather in the wind,,,,I wil fly now....
PEACE~HARMONY~FREEDOM~
