Once, everything you knew – wanted to know, even –seemed so important. All the things you were sure you understood, and wished to better understand.
But then the long night of your life came.
Deep in among the folds of that night, you cried out for your life to be different, but it was only ever up to you.
A thousand pairs of eyes watched you from a distance. They only knew there was nothing they could do to protect you, and that their final breath would come as surely as yours, and that they were hungry.
Songs of moonflowers, rain-shadows, animal powers – even the song of the wind we must unlearn.
You’ve walked a path upon the earth – now to it, return.