Falling gracefully through an azure sky,
floating softly on the wind-blown currents,
having no sense of urgency or of time,
weighted by no cares or predicaments.
As if frozen in endless times gone by,
continuously repeating its performance
for new generations of seekers,
who, as I, long for its remembrance.
I watched hopefully as it appeared
to direct itself towards me,
guided by some mysterious force,
with which I could not disagree.
I offered it two outstretched hands,
and it yielded itself shyly to me;
landing so lightly and delicately
with no thought of attempting to flee.
As I observed its infinite beauty,
my thoughts were also of you.
As this feather was mysteriously sent to me,
I believe you also were too.
