For the Child of Sky

The lady of the field fell in love with the son of the sky,
They married in celebration of rain and flowers.

But the bride worried that he might leave the earth with his wings of freedom.
So, she plucked his wings out of his back while he was sleeping.

Yet, those feathery wings were only the flesh that concealed the true nature of a god.

The son of the sky, the lightning's real self, spread from his wounds
and burned the lady of the field, the tree, to death.
His anger still lingers on to this day.

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