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The outrunners found
the child among waves
of grass and darkness,
on the night when the moon and the moon
wed one another and canceled their light
and the sky was black
except for a wedge of silver
turned like a blade
in the heart of the heavens.
And the night they found him
was his naming night,
and the years unnamed
were the years behind him,
the time among leopards
who must have raised him
in the waves of grass and darkness,
though he did not remember this,
did not recount the graves upon graves
to which he gave infancy,
where he buried the first words of childhood,
And the night they found him
was his naming night.
Riverwind the name he borrowed,
borrowed for him
out of the grass and the darkness moving,
out of their fear of the sky
and the blade of the swallowed moon.
And honored he was among families,
as the source of the blood
was lost in the people,
as the path of the eland,
the high call of the hawk
buried themselves in words
and the long wind died
at the back of his head
as he moved and he moved,
as the Que-Shu contained him,
becoming his country,
as the dream of the Que-Shu
wed to his dreaming
like dark to the moon,
until he remembered
the plains and the wind
and the wandering only.
II
Riverwind, borrowed from night,
grew as the eyes of the People,
reading the air, the descending wind,
the back of his mind
a prophet, a jackal,
while the cry of the leopard,
unheard by the People
except at the place
where the world falls over, choired
at the back of his head
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