Spring breezes

Like the blooming flowers
comes the warm spring,
suddenly, unexpectedly.
Inviting anyone who is
weighed down with
winter sadness
to dance, to twirl.
It's warm breezes
carrying joy,
they're forever wandering,
traveling, spiraling in
progressively warmer
updrafts, lifting feathers,
and flower petals
and last year's leaves.
carrying them all
to those places so far
all those places I'd like
to go and yet cannot.
So I'll set a feather
adrift for me
to go in my stead
wherever the wind goes.
Because I cannot soar,
I cannot float on those rising
spiraling, twirling updrafts.
Because I'm feeling stuck,
tethered right here.
Because I can only travel
in my dreams,
only travel in my mind,
so I set one afloat, adrift.
It will go for me,
and someday, I'll follow.