Feather

Throwing up the feather and letting it blown by the wind. The pure white feather flew with each of its melody. A melody so serene yet rich with meanings. It touches the heart of the listener deeply.
The sound of the harp it dances along as if every note brings joy to the feather alone. Unexplainable yet it dances so gracefully. Born it is till it gives the heart a lift.

A lift so high

The feather is free.




Free...