Remembering how her wing tipped
white feathers began to curl
slighty to the left
Just a bit it was enough
to begin this
her fall

striving for ascension
hoping to leave humanity behind
floating on the currents
she cried a tear for poor mankind
bitter tear once fallen
did drop upon her wing
weigh it down in places
important yet unseen

A weight of sadness
strong enough to change the bend
of time
caused her wing to bend a bit
made it hard to fly

down she fell
perfection spent
in an instant with a tear

01/08/2006