Fledgling

Fledgling The world is so new to me I awoke in shattered shells In a nest of razor edges Everything so familiar But nothing I remember The taste of bitter sadness Lingering in my mouth It swilled beneath the sweetness Of a newly fledgling life A new sun dripped on drops of bliss While age-ed bones Forgot their creeks and groans And flexed untested wings Something in my heart Was calling Though its pang lay dark and dismal parts It dared to try those feathers winging Though this birth It seemed issued from drowning Skies beseeching Was in this love so beckoning The stumbling dreams Flap awakening Drew me to my feet Standing on the razor edged nest Just ready For the leap of faith Out into the unknown yonder waiting The first glide Fledged On vapour trails I let go To a sky I didn’t know Seems anyone can be Born again From the heart Of a hard boiled Egg