The Great Affair

And birds we were,
rich, but with not things of the world
but with a beating freedom, and the fortune of time.
Time that was soaked up so blissfully,
like flowers in the basking sun.

We had not the wisdom of where we might go,
or either who we'd become.
Yet we flew.

It was in this world world that we had the great affair.
An affair most spellbounding,
like a hot a balloon that even a storm could not disturb.
Rich in taste and smell was this place,
as we walked bare-foot upon a different patch of earth.

This is what was revealed to us.
And so this is what we did.

Like the mind of an aged grandparent,
we too had forgotten our lives before this.
This...the most colourful journey of life.