Here you and I walk on this land, never the same. Here we walk as if belonging is something we no longer do. Here we walk with skipping feet while all around us feet drag in mud.
Here we walk unquenched.
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
Here we beings of the sky walk, with our wings clipped, hoping they’ll grow back again.
Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci