His eyes abrim with wonderous joy
a long-locked boy roars from the heights
of Eden's stair-like boughs.
A falcon bursts, and rises,
from the base of the climbing sun
a song of fire ringing in its beak.
On his outstretched tongue the boy can feel
the melody of freedom blaze
and from his tree he leaps,
feet pounding on the clouds.
Though he falls,
he does so in the liquid sky
where earth is heaven,
and heaven is earth.
Eden fades,
its lands now desolate,
its fruits withered