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Poetry: We, the Stars

This is a response to ysabetwordsmith's new poetry series Fledgling Grace, wherein the human population of Earth receives wings for some mysterious reason known only to God (or the gods). I asked a question, What of Otherkin? and made an offer: my poem for hers on the subject. So now, I post this, and I'll link her response when it gets posted (whenever that might be). (:

EDIT 11/26: "Angelwings" was posted while I slept. :) My poem is, it seems, not fully in step with her established canon, but I'm comfortable with it. Inspiration doesn't always align.

We, the Stars

When feathers came down from the heavens
(Or up from the Earth as a rising bird)
We asked many questions:
Where are ours? and then,
Why these?

For we were born human
But our minds, our spirits,
Come from the Earth and the Stars.
Not human inside quite so much.

But then, as we asked these questions,
Some of us began to change yet again.
And from somewhere on the Internet
Came a song.

We, the Stars, the Sky-farers long
Who ache for a home to answer our song:
We call you, we ask you, please let us in
For long is the journey
And light is our sin!


We feathered like many,
But the differences showed,
Our spirits come out on parade:
A dragon with blue and red speckles,
Another, red wings with white stars!
A wolf with gray and black bars!
A gryphon with wings like an eagle--
But not an eagle that's known.

Here came the tapir,
Heavy but strong,
Wings of deep brown,
Feathers wiry and small.

We, the Earth, the land-dwellers long
Who ache for new homes to answer our song:
We call you, we ask you, please let us in
For long is the journey
And light is our sin!


Here came the child
Of dolphins so bright,
Wings rippled with silver,
Like water and light.

We, the Waters, the sea-dwellers long,
Who ache for safe homes to answer our song:
We call you, we ask you, please let us in
For long is the journey
And light is our sin!


Of course there were birds,
But who could tell?
Did they fledge on their bodies as well?

We, the Skies, the air-dwellers long,
Who ache for clean homes to answer our song:
We call you, we ask you, please let us in
For long is the journey
And light is our sin!


Then of course there were demons who'd gained human form:
Once Lost, they had found some secretive door --
Bat-winged fledermause most,
Dark angeli some!

We, the Dark, shadow-dwellers long,
Who ache for true homes to answer our song:
We beg you, we fight you, we need a way in
For long is the journey
So heavy with sin!


And then the star-seeds,
The souls from far lights and worlds,
Whose wings fledged no different
Except at special times:
They smiled with knowledge
And kept keeping on.

We, the Stars, we thank you for Home:
The journey was long, but
No longer we roam.
Now comes the learning,
The ways to fit in,
For long is the journey,
But we were let in!
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