How does it feel
to leave land behind
take to the sea
live on silver offerings
and faith in your ability
to stay afloat
regardless of weather?
Such humble beginnings
you wake alone
to dirt walls
and just a glimmer of light.
Hunkered down in your snug burrow
fed by swift and sleek parents, then
pushed from your nest you fledge quickly
to cries of their approval
Now it’s time…
No backward glances
or salt pillars
You fix your eye on the watery horizon
and fly seaward.
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