Wind Embodied by Beauty
Feathers make it so birds can fly. They can fly up, and take our prayers with them. Feathers remind me of life, of death, of hope, of lightness, of the light. This feather, with it's pattern of black and white -- darkness and light -- especialy reminds me that in each of us, there must be both: there must exist in our hearts the capacity to love others ... and to love ourselves.