Amid a busy day,
I was struck by beauty!
With a strong gust
came forth an angelic aura,
a luminous glow.
A feather,
like a swinging pendulum,
crossed my path.
I darted my eyes back and forth,
watching it dance in the breeze.
With each twirl and sway,
the feather floated downward,
softly intertwining its barbs with grass blades.
For a moment,
I thought of you.
Though you are not here, I know you are still around.
Thank you for reading my poem "Signs from You." If you want to read more poetry or take a look at my photography, please follow me on Instagram or TikTok, @quietvisualmind!
About the Creator
Kristina
Hello, I'm Kristina or @quietvisualmind! This is life through my eyes and words.
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