a single feather
falls from the sky
I scan the clouds
for Icarus
he flew, you know,
rightly or wrongly,
his journey is more than I can claim
cause no matter the circumstance,
my wings have been clipped
and I am grounded
a single feather
falls from the sky
I scan the clouds
for Icarus
he flew, you know,
rightly or wrongly,
his journey is more than I can claim
cause no matter the circumstance,
my wings have been clipped
and I am grounded
joyous wings fetch the blue of the sky
to lance in wing and song
spilled hearts reign to earth
in tales of icarus’ flight and fall
winged children of sky and wind
whose language trebles
each ear and mind
sound out your joy and holy cause
without signal of sadness
rejoice in hymns of seed and bloom
of resonance and redemption
let all creatures upon the earth
look to cloudless heaven
and glory in wings and feathers
and righteous song