You make me think,
You make me dream,
You make me realize,
We all can fly.
As I walk through the maze of life,
I look for signs,
I look for fallen feathers on the ground,
With each lovely feather, I see a dream, an emotion, driven by freedom,
I learn of the messages this universe wants to convey, for you were once roaming above, touching freedom, coloring the sky, holding the wind and releasing beautiful energy,
You were once part of a cherished soul that decided to let you go, so down you swirled and touched the ground, you drifted in the pond, you fell in the lake, you swam in the ocean, wherever you have bounced,
I thank you for the wisdom, I thank you for the signs, I thank you for your beauty,
Now I know.
This post is dedicated to my beautiful grandmother who crossed over early this month. I miss you grandma. Until we meet again.