Like A Feather In The Wind
As I drift through this life of mine
I often wonder silently,
Is my life not the wind, and I a feather so fine?
Though I am free I walk no path
I simply float and glide
I am placid and flowing
Through death I cause no aftermath
And on the gentle lake
lies my reflection
I am but a feather,
Wind is the journey I take.
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Poem / Science Fiction
Poem / Poetry
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