Feathers

Feathers soft on the tips
but hard underneath
Let me brush your cheek
and fly to your peak
Soaring higher to return
to valleys where bridges burn
and waters flow as if chasing
time for which there is no wasting
Run your smooth fingers
through my feathers to linger
Find warm comfort, love
Find hidden fiery treasure trove
Find joy, peace. Find know, find home
Find the joy you no longer must roam.