A Sentient Feather

A soft downy feather
floats weightlessly in a breeze,
its will of no consequence,
its journey endless and free,
as the air in errant whim of nature’s course,
does titillate that downy feather,
make it dance uninhibited, without remorse,
in a deep blue forever sky,
what then does that feather think
as its life passes by?

Does it question those mountains tall,
the steadfast rocky outcrops,
and as green patches upon slopes implore
a feather to rest its weary vane,
to find ground to know what more the world is
and lay upon lush grasses amid the sun,
and feel the warm embrace of life,
or perhaps fall to water’s run,
and feel that flow of life within,
that crystal ever moving stream begun.

And if that breeze be kind,
a feather could find a bow upon a tree,
to sway in winds and rustled leaves,
a glitter of light transfused in spotted glee,
and know a tree to be a shared life,
with all around abundant,
and even that lone feather a part,
removed from purpose but filled of life,
and to know of this
the beauty of being, a sentient seeing of living.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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