We Had Wings

House of Heart

Then, wisdom grew from fruit

and time was a seedling.

All creatures spoke the same,

hymn of bats, breath of horses.

We were winged and freedom

was etched on the soles of our feet.

Pathways in the earth and sky were

known not charted.

We stepped naked into the blazing sun

bared ourselves to golden rivers and

awesome tidal thunder.

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