Ah my feathered feet feel light <br />Against the morning canopy <br />It will all turn out all right <br />I've felt this way before <br /> <br />The air hangs calm <br />Like the wings of a lazy butterfly <br />Delicate <br />Almost like breaking <br />But I'm not worried about that right now <br /> <br />My mind slips to dreamscapes <br />It's how I escape <br />Sacred <br />Preserved <br />Often absurd <br />Mostly just healing <br />Like climbing a tree<br /><br />Raven Rasputin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moss-colored-bed-sheets/
