SANS SOUCI: WITHOUT WORRY, WITHOUT CARE. A peaceful stopover in your busy internet travels. Share some art, stories, poetry, opinions, fun. No problems, no stress here in this inner world. Come in and relax.
lift and twist in
front of an unseen breeze. It rose from the
ground in a silent protest, unable to resist.
Catching the sunlight
in its warm center,
the feather briefly
reflected soft, rainbow hues against the white of
its self, turning, swirling, wrapped in the
embrace of its captor.
The gentle breeze,
tiring of the game, brought the down
feather tenderly to my feet, a gift of nature. I watched in
whispering silence as the softness
settled in the grass, the breeze passing by
in search of another tumbler. And I felt a sense of