whispers lend warmth to my words
so gentle light may shine upon them
as they drift above like prayers
like feathers the wind condemns
from fleeting wings all facing south
I wonder how far my breath can carry
each word before it leaves my mouth
that sweeps a feather from my heart
may it rest well where it should lay
so close to me or far apart
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Poem has a soft cloud like atmosphere