As we were walking
As we were walking down hill, step by easy step, the air was
The wind wrapped itself up against our bare bodies, loving us
Breathless, we were looking straight onto horizon of such bluish
Depths as to blind a
Man, demanding his awareness of God and Himself, not for
One second asking him to
Choose between the two. Going down, we were feeling slightly high, devoid
Of need to touch
The ground for support or help, as if by will and determination
We can just
Decide on taking off up and away, straight into blueish nothingness, playing
Games of love and
Mating, reproducing myriad fantastic worlds at a glance.
Reaching the hill's top
Took heroic effort, a deed so demanding that
Words could hardly seem at place, a process milking us to absolute
Lack, of will, of power, of cognizance: now we have become
Mere sons of
Nature, controlled by swifty signals from nerves to muscles.
Us was ready to accept his fate, being that near to extinction.
But the day began so nicely, our hearts were singing with the
Chimes of Flirting flowers and bowing trees, afloat as it were on
Southerly winds and
Wisps of light, frozen, remorseless air, as we were walking
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