Featherstone
Feathers here and there
Time wakes me up as a Spring’s shadow —
Feathers here and there
Love wakes up as a Spring’s effulgence —
Feathers here and there
I hear her footsteps.
Feathers here and there
She stops at my grave.
Feathers here and there
There lay the four stones on my gravestone —
Feathers here and there
She lays four flowers on my gravestone.
Feathers here and there
Time wakes me up as a Spring’s shadow —
Feathers here and there
Love wakes up as a Spring’s effulgence.
Alshaad Kara is a Mauritian poet who writes from his heart. His latest poems were published in two anthologies, Les gardeurs de Rêves and Love Letters to Poe, Volume 2: Houses of Usher.
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