Cygnus Inter Nubibus
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“Cygnets usually begin leaving the habitat when they begin to turn their eventual adult coloring. Once the feathers and wings mature (approximately 8-10 months of age) the parents will no longer recognize the cygnets as their young, but rather as rivals. If the parents have taught them everything there is to know about being a swan , then the cygnets are either chased from the habitat, and/or flown around or away from the habitat during the migratory season by the parents”….
This is not how it happens in my story.
IN Avalon upon a crystal lake
sweet Cygnet dips webbed feet
she consorts with toads and dragonflies
that croak and flutter by
it’s a magic day in her magic world, for
today she learns to fly
Regal Pen, teaches her to swim slow first
takes her baby on her back, as has always been,
the Swan Princess and her Queen,
gliding smoothly 'cross cut-glass, way out to
deep middle liquid green, clear of water lillies
reeds and bull rushes, Black Cobs, strutting
Drakes and Ducks full of bragging riddles
and their angry screams.
“You can ride upon my back a while”,
The Queen chirps to her child,
“we’ll make the magic last as long as must
while our Sun wakes in our sky”
The light was fading fast.
The Sun drowned below the lake
The Queen considered to herself,
“Tis too soon, far too soon,is this my worst mistake?
Or is it just part of life's plan, an ironic twist of fate?”
The Moon smiled knowingly,it was too late
The Queen lowered her graceful neck
kissed their reflections sweet and soft,
she keenly noticed their close connection
in the mirror, smiles aloft,
the lovely April of her Prime,
the lake rippled as her tears
dropped like diamonds one by one
Her heart was very heavy, breaking silently,
she smiled and dried her eyes.
"Be brave, be bold,"she told herself,
"Princesses need to be strong,learn to survive,
fly and sing their own songs".
She Kissed her child and smiled,
“Hold on tight my love,I will take you
as far as I can upon my back,
far away up into the sky”
And on with speed she danced on water
spreading majestic wingspan wide
she moved with the grace of all her life
Cygnet held on far too tight,
she knew it was time to say goodbye
time had come to let go of mother,
she dare not cry
Cygnus inter nubibus
Cygnet spreads her wings to Freedom
"Fly", cries her mother, smiling, "Fly".
(Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018)
For GVLM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlftMNmDH00
Copyright © Leanne Lovejoy-Burton | Year Posted 2018
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