Feathers Across the Seasons

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The powdery snow flutters down, 

coloring the mountain ridge white

The two inside a run-down house in a desolate village
huddle together in the winter night

With a breath of joy,
I sang of springs arrival along with the chirping birds
"Your voice is beautiful," you told me,
and that alone, just those words, made me so happy

"If someday, I no longer had this beautiful voice,
would you still, even then, love me?
"Of course," you said, smiling gently
as your large hand softly stroked my cheek

The next day, along with the following,
I did nothing but intently weave
I wouldnt let your life
fall like the short-lived autumn leaves

The seasons flow by
The bell crickets mark the end of summer with their cries
"Your fingers are beautiful," you told me,
gripping my wound-covered hands,
but yours were much too cold&

"If someday, I no longer had these beautiful fingers,
would you still, even then, love me?
"Of course," you said, coughing
as your large hands caressed my hurting fingers

Day and night, dont stop weaving
Hurry, hurry, I need to buy the medicine&
Just a bit more, ony a bit more; before the autumn leaves fall
Until these fingers cant move& Until these feathers are used up&

"If someday, I were no longer a human,
would you still love me?
The truth I feared left unable to be told,
I softly pluck the final feather alone&

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