Heather Dream

A feather floats past in a dream

cloudy far away content to blow

no rain chooses this day to spray

while some heather upon a branch nearby

watches passively unlike her normal self

who would be constantly moving

to her own song

untouched by the wind

she goes where she will

even as she feels the tugging breeze

begging her to bend

she stands as she does

stronger than she knows

withstanding all that come unwelcome

perhaps too well at times

and yet frisky as a child

she is one often too

prancing merrily along in tune

to the music that dances out

of the path she beats

following her rather than her following it

with some deliberation she starts to walk

faster and taller until she flies

screaming some past fears away

banished to a prison deep

unable to return they shrivel away

and she becomes golden

as she soars

nearer to the sun than Icarus

but wiser than wax she succeeds

in knowing herself better

and becoming

her own dream

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