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Oh, did the feather make you sneeze

Or, did the feather make you fly

Or, did the feather make you realize what you aren’t

And, leave you with tears in your eyes



High on the wire they sit like eyeing spies

But are they really as free as we fantasize

Or, are they wishing for something more

Like a foundation they can’t fall from



I’ve been praying for the day I would find peace and happiness

Like a child with an endless imagination

I’ve dreamt of that day since I was a child

I’ve dreamt of that day so pure and undefiled

That maybe a day like that is only in the mind



Oh, did the quill scribble your love

Or, did the quill fill your pillow

Or, did the quill give strength to your wings

And, give you courage enough to find God



Low on the totem they sit so unnoticed

But are they as dispensable as the shell of a locust

Or, are they wishing for once to gain sight

Like leaves of the canopy who only know height



I’ve been praying for the day I would find peace and happiness

Like a child with an endless imagination

I’ve dreamt of that day since I was a child

I’ve dreamt of that day so pure and undefiled

That maybe a day like that is only in the mind