Feather found upon the ground
Feather lost from in the air bird do not despair
I see no carcass here
[A] brief step outside to see if the world was ready for me.
It wasn’t and what I found was that neither was I ready to sound.
Back to roost for another time to brew my truth inside my mind.
But I can’t wait and shan’t hesitate or soon it’s too late to open the gate.
Searching for voice to share so that others can be aware and I can be me set free.
Don’t send a Rook to do what a Knight could have done.