Feathers

Tumbling, rather flying

on the Kaleidoscope wings of change

heading somewhere, sometime

with a new view, change

Clinging on, with the dearest of life

hoping those feathers can hold

time

to be just and bold

My Poetry

Simple Pilgrim View All →

Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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