I am a Feather...

Nita's batik during her own contemplation retreat. Her batik illustrates what I went through.

Throughout my trekking in the forest over the years, I am always fascinated with feathers, especially birds of prey. I never knew why until I have my own baby hens.  Each time Jeroen and I chanced upon a feather, I picked it up and brought home with me.

My baby hens have been with us since July and August. Anna's, Lidunia's and Mary's feathers didn't look very healthy at first when we adopted them. Whereas Bernadette's and Teresa's, we bought them later, theirs glow. I never knew how beautiful soft and warm their feathers are. Now all of them though molting, their feathers glow, even Anna, Lidunia and Mary. They are simply just gorgeous! 

I see them fly.
I see them flap their wings.
I see them dust bath.
I see them cleaning their feathers.
I see them tug their head into their feathers to rest or sleep.
I see them spread their wing suntanning in the Sun.
I see them brood their eggs.
I see them how they care for their feathers.

I see how important their feathers are to them.
Keeping them warm.
Protecting them from danger...

Not only hens I witness but the other birds, the Wild, the Buzzards over the 1 year and 7 months, in our Sanctuary Forest Wild Garden.  All sort of colours and speices, even black... they just glow.

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I am a feather
Beautiful
Gorgeous
Glowing

My God carries me
in one breath
under my wings

I fly
I soar
in freedom
with ease
effortless
Under my God's breath

God holds me up
high into the sky

Soaring
Soaring
Soaring

I am a feather.

Nita's Batik - I love the vibrant colours and the feathers in her batik.