Creations, Part 5

Bestowal

Blue, the color of a jovial heart...
The feather guides the straight course
of the arrow,
swift in flight;
It falls, softly, to the ground.
When thunder rolls, it cannot be ignored,
nor denied.

Swift as the arrow,
The power of thunder;
Wielded with the softness
of the feather,
Guides the straight course.

Blue Feather Thunder...
The name, not lightly bestowed,
fell softly
on unworthy shoulders...