THE HATCHLING





As the orb of heat and yellow
lays ribbons across the high pillar,
my father listens for me. Out the window
I came slowly into your world. Now as I sleep
I dream I am covered in mother feathers
and the warmth of her heart drums
into my visions. Father tucks blankets
around me and his body is all that I need
right now.

Excuse my weakness I am so small. Weary,
my eyes close and dream of a dream
I am dreaming.

When I open my eyes again, the orb has moved.
I sense a thousand spirits guard me. I don't
see them. They are clouds hovering off beyond
the waters.

I feel my heart beat stronger and stronger
as my father watches the earth and sky.
From my mouth, new songs spill forth.
Then tired, so tired, my eyes fall down.
I am heavy, and delighted, the air
is all around me now. So much room
in this new place.

Soon I know mother will come again.
Always, like the waves to the shore,
my mother then my father come to me.
Always the soft umbrella, uncountable
streaks of light and air and earth
woven into row upon row of my safe
place.

Shhh quiet, I am falling again into sleep.






for hatchling number one
1:39pm 4/28/2011 Hornby Eagle Nest

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