This is older than sea and sky, Shape without form, Sinking in and spreading out - Until we feel. We hear it across miles and miles, Sharing breath and need As we forge something Stronger than death. We are scars and grace, Waves swelling under Our drifting fingers. We know what it means to fall, Creeping over the earth we crafted, Sin trembling over hollow words - Hollow bones, Dancing under mountain spine And bleeding moon - For we are the children of stardust, Fashioned from magic Older than blood and marrow, And we do not bow. There is no place - No temple for us but everywhere, And we have always been more, The world beneath our mighty boots. But what can build up Can also tear down - Swimming among stars, You're mine to save, And we rise to our feet - remade.