Floating Feathers

by peekaboonon

Bountiful feathers are floating to the ground-
Swaying with ease.
Their presence is light and airy-
Drifting along in the breeze.

Soon, some feathers strayed away,
And soon the wind fought back.
Stress began to weigh it down,
And the lone feather couldn’t pick up the slack.

Now the feather stands alone-
Too heavy to be picked off the ground.
It can’t move on - Afraid to go forward -
Alone and weak, it can’t rebound.