Once the world was perfect, and we were happy in that world.
We destroyed the world we had been given
For inspiration, for life
What, if not an Eden?
Then one of the stumbling ones took pity on another
And shared a blanket.
A spark of kindness made a light.
The light made an opening in the darkness.
Everyone worked together to make a ladder.
A Wind Clan person climbed out first into the next world,
And then the other clans, the children of those clans, their children,
And their children, all the way through time—
To now, into this morning light to you.
Which clan leads the way?
Last edited by R. S. Gwynn; 01-10-2020 at 04:48 PM.