With my back turned, you betrayed me
on a quiet peaceful day.
I was watching as the morning sun
cast colors across the bay.
Moments before your destruction,
my heart was quite at peace.
Then suddenly, without warning,
your attack was upon me.
All the feathers that have fallen
can never be replaced.
But of the ones that still remain,
have strength to honor their space.
For now, I wait. I watch. I heal.
With pride you could not contain.
For the one thing that is certain,
with courage….I WILL soar again!
