Rebirth
Floating, falling, wings curled in to spear space and time,
I pierce the sun, and am reborn... as a human child,
Seeing through human eyes the wonders of the world.
Feeling through the human heart, light and darkness.
Hearing through human ears sweet sounds,
And dire blasphemies of human annihilation.
Thinking, dreaming, wings curled around my soul,
Swimming up through death's door to touch,
To feel, to see, to hear, to know my dream.
©1999 Quelonzia Stormdancer/Terry Dean
