Standing Watch

On By Piano girl

One single feather
All on its own
Light and airy
Soft, comforting
I picture it lining
The nest of tiny
Hatchlings
Providing a pillow
For their unsteady
Little heads
Where was the feather before?
It has not always served alone.
Maybe it belonged to
The mother bird
Attached to her wings
One of many, together
Creating the power of flight
Strength to carry all things
Needed to provide for
And protect her young
Or maybe it fell from
The wings of an angel
Though unseen
Standing watch
Over the birds
Providing shelter
For my heart

8 thoughts on “Standing Watch”

  3. Reflecting this part back to you,
    Where was the feather before?
    It has not always served alone.
    Maybe it belonged to
    The mother bird
    Attached to her wings
    One of many, together
    Creating the power of flight

    A love-filled creation in words. Keep shining your light.
    Ali

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