I run out into the rolling river of wind--
My arms spread wide, my eagle wings becoming.
Devil-swirls dance leaves below me as I lift myself up.
I laugh with the lust of being in this raw-fisted weather--
I am one of the wild-eyed creatures. I set myself free.
(Are you tucked in your quiet burrow?
Come out with me and roar through sky!)
I forget the cold, I forget the rain slapping hard.
From a cave in the deepest part of my soul,
An ancient and powerful cry crashes out of me.
The calm of dark water is below me.
My wings shift as I land on a smooth-faced lake.
I become a white swan and feel the slowness of this body.
With longing I make my way across to the other side and to my mate.
Stars hum a gentle song, my heart beats softer, i see you waiting. I am home.
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