Feather

Oh to be a bird with wings

to soar the air and loudly sing

to feel the push of currents below

to soar and dive through wind and snow

a bird from the skies above

to freely cry and freely love

but what if your wings were to fail

if you drop from the sky and forget to sail

you crash into the land below

the hand of earth, hard and slow

the water stills, trees draw a breath

you seem to see a glimpse of death

but breath returns, soft and slow

you take to the sky, flying low

you wonder if it was just a trick

or your fault for flying too quick

you flap your wings but fear takes hold

you cannot let yourself be so bold

what if you follow the same trend

what if this time it is the end

your last thoughts are of the day

and how you wished you could fly away

~ dirk and mackenzie