Crow Feather Totem X Poem by Salvatore Ala

Crow Feather Totem X

The days carry heavy spirits,
Evil airs float over the land.
Why today should I find
A feather from the first sky.
Why today this immaculate thing
Like the infant origin of a cloud,
To offer me the lightness of this moment
For having kept my own mind.

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