The Feather

by Mel Urgo '25

A feather in the wind

Looks up in the sky. It never looked back, Yet the shadows it cast Would forever be amassed. Though it sees the sun, Its search never ends. It rose and rose, Saw every peak and crevice, A world that could never reach it, Yet it never, ever felt the summit. Now it ' s going, Fading like dust; Just a soul And nothing more.