A Poem

the feather was dropping.

the moon was shining.

the sky was lightening,

promising for new things to come.

a new dawn was rising.

a new song arising,

in the hearts of many wishing for a new life,

wishing on the stars of the night. 

a feather was falling.

its lightness a weight in itself.

a torment in the decent.

a heart was plummeting.

breaking as it fell.

shattering on the impact.

the feather still floated. 

floated blissfully towards the ground.

aimless in its aim

just waiting for the impact.

the new morning was coming.

the new realities slowly coming to light.

the moon was crying.

its time had come.

the sun was rising.

the moon was dying.

the feather landed.

the heart was shattered.

a new day.
to move on.