Comfortable Complacency
And I've found myself in this comfortable complacency. Never fear what might be, or what could be, nor shall I commit to how it should be. I live my life like a eagle's feather in the wind.
I simply let the force of nature slip stream right through my already delicate broken life. The freedom to wander and be anything I want. You can't tie me down, for what good will one feather do. If I fall upon your nest, I can barely keep you warm, because there is only one of me. I'm enough for the moment, but the moment quickly comes to an end.
The breeze of life lifts me up higher and far away. You look into the sky wondering if I was ever even there. Not a trace can be found of me, yet you still remember how safe and secure you felt in the moment with me. You and I found our security and comfort within my complacency.
poem by Midnight Writer
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