From up above, there is indefinite mystery; while I stand
below I know all there is to be, so I commence building. It
is magnificent, an unparalleled structure soaring beyond
optical range, and impossible for all to overcome, save for
the keeper of this wall. In it I protect my sacred waters, for
none to touch, for none to see.

From up above, you gaze at my majesty with a disdain
beyond conviction. You soar to me and swathe me with
your wings, a kindred love you share, although I know not
who you are. You cradle me as we rise up above, a vantage
I could never have fathomed.

From up above you counsel me to destroy my wall, which
has trapped my waters for far too long; to let my waters
flow freely and engulf all around. Some will float; other will
perish. Such is the way it meant to be you tell me as our lips
meet for an enchanting exchange. Your lush wings then
extend open as I drop from your cradle unto my waters from
up above. I remember.