One single feather fell from the sky
it spun in tight circles
corkscrewing to the ground
falling in a tight spin

Just one feather in a lazy free fall
no birds laying claim
caught in the unseen air
a pendulum from the sky

It was an empty early evening sunset
the clouds thin whisps of their former selves
when the mystery of the feather fell to my path
marking a place among the clovers

The sun yawned as it tucked itself in
the feather corkscrewing its way to the ground
making peace with the clovers
one single feather fell in my path