– fin –

This is the beginning of the world:
When her feathers, when Emily’s feathers, settle, and her fears fall away; when she closes her eyes and when she opens them; when she boots up the Thunder Dance on that little rock and dances then to touch the sky, and to bring it all tumbling down;
To work a brand new miracle
And to set a hurt thing free.
That was beautiful, even if I didn’t understand it.