Like a Feather








My life is light, waiting for the death wind,
Like a feather on the back of my hand.
Dust in sunlight and memory in corners
Wait for the wind that chills towards the dead land.

Grant us thy peace.
~T.S. Eliot from A Song for Simeon









Often we feel heavy, so burdened,
weighted down, waiting for what may never come:
yet truly our life is light as a feather,
only dust and memory,
a mere breath could carry us away in a moment
and will…
and we will know peace.
















2 thoughts on “Like a Feather

  1. Deeply profound reminder of the fragility and evanescence of human life. Your choice of feathers is a perfect symbol to illustrate this reality. The photos of mist remind me of how we are enshrouded by the Presence of the Holy Spirit — not intrusive, not blotting out our environs, but evocative of Paul’s observation of ‘seeing indistinctly, as in a mirror….’ (l Corinthians 13: 12).

    Thank you, Emily. Much to meditate upon and to remember here.

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  2. I have a bird feather collection from when I was living on the farm at 24.
    The woodpecker, yes…
    I won’t go into details, because some feathers are not to be kept.
    But if a bird dropped a feather there in my space…why not.
    Years ago, numerous vultures came to clean-up our yard.
    They enjoyed the carrion.
    They left behind a few feathers.

    Oh, the birds.
    I am so thankful birds have found my feeders here at 113.
    I can sit within 3-9 feet and watch them come to the feeders.
    The nuthatch always announces his arrival.
    The goldfinch has a questioning complaint kind of sound.
    Different birds have different sounds, when their wings lift them up and away.
    Yes, to pause, to wait, to watch…I can feel the stress leave my body.

    My 95 year old father often laments the past and worries about the future.
    I say…Live in the present.
    That is all we have.
    Last week, I heard myself say to a friend…
    If I put my trust in God,
    it will be okay weather I am dead or alive.

    “All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.” RWE
    The birds and the gift of God’s peace is a huge gift.


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