We were crows and wizards and greater than gods
Great stomping children and ladies refined
We were the future and past
Hope beyond time
We flowed and did not stumble
Clutched hands – our own and others
Our names on unfamiliar tongues
And familiar ones
A family extended many-fold
As we discover other mothers
Connections wrought
And solid forged
We were hedonism free and heavy winged
The gravity is strong here
Fed on words
We fly like birds
The ground was soft beneath our feet
And never were the days ahead
So unimportant
And so close
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