weighing nothing

I weighed my self on a feather
I did fly
away with the first chill wheeze
of the morning

flew for a while
then walked another mile
light as the sun
at first yawning

let me help you stand
oh brother take my hand
the movement of this air
seems absurd

but when you weigh your heart
upon the feather of the sky
you best allow for the action
of the bird


© Frank Prem, 2010

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