Flutter of Wings
The night was black
not even a shadow
cast in such darkness
The night was silent
so intense
I heard my own heart beat
The night was still
when from nowhere
a light so bright it filled my room
and in that silence
a gentle flutter of wings
I felt its presence
but, all too soon it left
alone once more
silence fell
and, in the morning
a single feather lay on my floor.
Copyright © Julie Achilles | Year Posted 2020
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