And It was At that Age:

And it was at that age... The winds found
What they sought, uncertain souls. With unknown origins,
The wind came, from winter or river.
It was a new wind, carrying with it change,
Change that called me to venture
From civilization to the unknown of
Solitude.

I stammered at it, unable to see it.
The wind blew harder
And something started in my soul,
Fever or forgotten wings.
I lifted off the ground and I
Let the wind take me, dancing
On the air. Suddenly I knew
I knew of nothing yet everything at the same time,
And suddenly I felt,
The heavens unfasten,
And open,
Planets,
All in routine disaster.
All being shredded by the wind.

And I, minute bug,
High on the great starry
Vastness,
Mysterious as I became
One with the abyss,
Sharing my joy with
The stars,
My heart broke loose on the wind,