They say I was born of stardust.
They say they saw a star explode;
Fire streaking across the sky, its
Ash sprinkling along the river’s roar.
The elders say they saw my body form
As bones of earth rose from its depth.
They say they heard the river’s pulse
As it rose and jumped into my chest.
They say the streams of time flowed
Through the veins of moonlit wonder.
They say ancient rocks of the riverbed
Whispered secrets to my soul.
They say I was not meant to be confined,
I needed space only the heavens could provide.
They say each night my body thrashed
In burning pain as my wings touched
Upon the stars in spirit’s flight.
They say I climbed the mountain’s cry,
But did not return and they know why.
The wise ones say I did not fall nor did I die
For they watched me as I soared into the sky.
All I know is it is not dark from where
I watch my people gather at water’s edge,
Sipping life beneath my reflection.