Feather

He had a million little pebbles lying in his hand
Threw each into the air not knowing where they would land
And he sat with his back against the tree

Stones all landed in a perfect pile
The ants marched past in single file
As he picked at the fringe from the hole in his jeans

They all say boy what are you tryin’ to find
We just wanna know what’s going through your mind
Show us a sign
So he points to a feather floating in the wind


He tapped his foot at a steady pace
The sun lightened his hair and revealed the freckles on his face
And he looked to the clouds and saw fish swimming in the sky

A bumblebee landed on his thumb
Didn’t swat it away or even run
He just slowly lifted his hand up to his eye

They all say boy what are you tryin’ to find
We just wanna know what’s going through your mind
Show us a sign
So he points to a feather floating in the wind

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