Feathers Falling

We are falling
    falling down
        falling under
             rising up
The wind lifts us
    a tempest against a fading storm
We spread our feathers
        a wild beating of wings
Against the throngs below
         they are not us
                      they are ages old
        They wish a return
                 We wish a future
And time is on our side
    If they haven't used it all up
They cannot last forever
                         We have flown so far
   We have seen the moon and the stars
           We have risen
               We will not be dragged low
We spread our feathers
           a wild beating of wings
They cannot contain us
We must soar