deer-feathers

We remember when you dug us from the riverbank, but we forgive you. The water was cold and the people had need of us. We remember when you divided and shaped us, but we forgive you. We were without form and the people had need of us. We remember when you put us in flames, but we forgive you. We were soft and the people had need of us. We recall the day when you sent us against swords. This we forgive. The people had need of us: we would not desert them when foes were near. We remember when you broke us with hammers. Even this we forgive. The battle was won, and the people had no more need of us. But though shattered, we remained on the h