I
flew through the
air. I became the
cool current as I was wisped away into the fading hours of the day. I came away floating up and down
past the congregation of gossiping, falling, tree leaves. I called to them, but they never answered to absorbed in their conversations. On I flew down past the cool waters of the ocean before I plunged into the icy wetness. I shivered and asked the water to release me, but it too ignored my cries. I was
forever trapped in its currents as if I were floating in air again. I passed a little
boy and his father fishing on the water’s bank.<
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The boy called out to me, “Hello, feather, come to me and talk with me."
I replied, “Come and catch me and I will forever talk. Retrieve me for I am weary of my journey.”
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