Open Wings
By Vanya Stevens

In the depth of man there lies a bird
whose wings are folded with the weight of dreams
Freedom lying in sleep
waiting for the truth of a passion
beyond reality
above all reason

When the Earth was new
Man worshipped the living fruitfulness
of land
He walked beside the Gods
an equal to the stars
He flowed with the tides that
washed his soul anew

Songs were sung in darkness
And the Moon smiled at the hearts
In the shadows they were one
Their power gave light to the sun

Echoes of their voices opened up the Earth
and the growing was strengthened
by the beating of wings

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