A feather's tale...

A feather's tale...
A feather drifting on the wind,
Unknown to its destination,
smiling to itself thinking about constellations,
The night seem a little romantic,
as it glides through the breeze, through the grass, and the trees,
A feather oblivious to the world, hoping to breathe,

Storms doesn't scare it, nor does the sun,
it flicks its little edges, and rides to have fun,
As it approaches a stream, it hovers, it listens,
the pebbles call out, the water above glistens,
it shares the tales of travel... the sun, the storm, the trees,
It flies high and higher, challenging the breeze...

The end comes closer as it lies in a grassy land, lush green tendrils caressing it's strands,
it rests there in peace, hoping to stay,
until another breeze swoops it and takes it away...