alated

.

fluster, cluster, whisper, sigh.

a flutter of wings cutting the air, a sharp stretch of muscles that exist

mixing with the ones that should not.

new arms that rise to the sun

limbs embroidered into a different sphere. unknown matter

twisted and band into that of wings.

body straightens, arms and legs forming a line

unbearable pain shooting out of his nerves as he falls to the ground,

body lays there defenseless, shaped into a ball as the wings sing out

wanting to scream in their first moment of life

letting know of their sacred presence in the world.

they lift, move, open up

they roar

wide hands wanting to grab the universe. multiple actions, a never-ending breath of life

fluster, cluster, whisper, sigh.

those wings cover the sun, they are the shadow over his bones.

each feather dancing in the breeze

each connection of muscles and fibers building him a home.

a weight that lifts him and brings him to his knees.

an unknown power that chose this very soul, on shaky legs he stands,

finding his strength

like an angelic memory of her found him_ and brought her here.

the presence of this woman everywhere he looks

all the cells and particles of his heavy existence

speak of her

she is in him, and will guide the way

a flutter of gray feathers wakes him_ pounding of mighty wings once again cutting the air

it pulls him up, it sets him free. toes no longer feeling the ground

there is wonder in this world, magic not yet seen

the presence of her always building his wings. fluster, cluster, whisper, sigh.

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