I'm not going to lie, when I saw these feathers the first thought that crossed my mind was "those must have been from some diseased molting bird" ha!. Later, after looking at these pictures again, I was reminded of a quick poem I wrote six years ago and it made me look at these feathers with a mystical perspective.
"Guardian Angel"
He stares deep within her soul. He is her security, protecting her from all the evil fiends of this world. He loves her more than she will ever know, tracing the tips of her lips to the curve of her hips enamored with her very being. Sent from heaven, God chosen, he's here for her night or day. He knows her sins, he knows her fears, her dreams, and all of her aspirations and yet, he loves her just the same. She will never know how much he cares for her because she's blind to his existence and his love, she will never know that her smile radiates though him every time she is happy... He's a victim of transparency.
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