I am watching while the feather
Showed it’s love for the ground
– Because it sure has to be love
Since a feather is supposedly weightless –
As the inexplicable attraction
Slowly draws the feather closer
And closer. Until it tied itself
To the marbly soul underneath.
I wonder why it’s giving up on
The weightless feeling,
The careless floating,
The boundless freedom…
Then with a resigned sigh
– A flash of past events
Ever present in my mind –
I think about you and me.
How you weighed me down
Until I was barely close enough
To become completely tied to you.
Suddenly, my heart weighs tons.
Dedicated to Andy Townend.
Because he inspired me to write this with his poem „Weight(less)“