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By iammyself Date: 2005 Sep 23 Comment on this Work [[2005.09.23.11.30.11594]] |
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you knew then, didn't you? you knew by that simple act, that you were giving me what i needed, not what you needed. a feather...a simple gull's feather - small, light, perfect. you picked it up off the ground, held it for a few seconds, said "finding a feather is good luck", then handed it to me. i took it from you, smoothed it out, said something like, "it's beautiful," then tried to give it back. you smiled and said, "it's yours, i gave it to you." "thank you," i said. no more was said about it, but so much has happened since. i went to a sacred place last night, hon. a sacred circle with an altar of sorts onto which cherished items are put, not as offerings, but as tokens of honor, rememberance, love. the circle was real and human and loving and non-judgemental. i wish you could have gone with me...just once. with the feather you gave me in my hands and in a trembling voice, i told the circle that it was a gift of love and luck and that i wanted to offer it as such and that i wanted one specific member of the circle to have it. i'm sorry, babe, but i needed to let go and someone else needed the feather more than i. you see, honey, your feather did bring me luck...it brought me home. i will always love you...never doubt that! thank you. |