Jaybird Feather

The truth is I am finding my way

I found my way to put up Hanuakah lights this week

Even though I felt so covered up in the dark

I have to make my own fucking light, I said

As I strung the colored stars

I have to find my way, I said

As my angry broom swept the dust away from a hard week

I have to find my way, I said

As I looked down to a Jaybird feather in the morning

I have to find my way, I said

As I walked out of the store with my new gray boots that made me feel taller

I have to find my way, I said

As I greeted and hugged and sat and saw

The stone where his body was resting

I have to find my way, I said

As I looked up to the sun peeking it's way through the clouds

As if it was pardoning the grief that divided us all

I have to find my way, I said

As I walked into my home

Where the lights of the season welcomed us 

And where a Jaybird on a cold December day

Left a feather on my way

Blind Melon, Change. Jaybird feather next to frame.