Feathers In The Wind Poem by Nightshade Starlight

It seems as if Life
Has no bounds.
Yet as we live,
There are good times
The bad.
Can life be so cruel
And beautiful at the same time?
When will the day come when we
Will open our eyes and find
That our life has passed
By in the blink of an eye.
We try our hardest to live,
Yet we do not try to
Actually be.
Working hard,
Letting everything pass.
When do people just stop
And enjoy what they have?
Is that all that our lives will give?
Will we just keep moving,
Without a pause
To enjoy this earth,
The people we love?
Or are our lives just like
Feathers in the Wind?