I Am..... (Feathered Wing)

i am the kiss of the feathered wing... having no body i walk across oceans. driven by ancestral blood i go deep in the mines, listening for the voices of freedom. i define hunger with faces and eyes, i unload the gun, and tear down the idols. i am the maker of mountains, bare branches bringing forth leaves. i am the winds of change, the still small voice within. i am the womb of the unborn child, i am the casket, the forever dirt. i am the groan of the lover left alone, the shout of the old man's empty room. i am the stink of poverty, and the bitter taste of wealth. i am money burning on the altars of mankind. i am the voice of the god you no longer remember. i am the touch that breaks down walls. i am conversation without words, i am black and white, both male and female! i am death unlike what you feared, i am the bridge you're afraid to cross. i am the pierced tongue, and the language of birds. i am the promised land deep within you! i am the wail of justice during the height of the storm. i am the storm, and the quiet that follows. i am the end of human striving, and the beginning of breath. i am the price and the cost of condemnation. i am the scriptures written in the grain of trees... i am the hand that stills troubled waters. i am nothing, came from nothing, to nothing i return! i am the sight that heals blindness, the cure for the disease. i am you... evolving!