Nestling
by Mark R Slaughter
When to summon the sky
Little nestling?
When to summon the sky?
And suffer the risk – abscond in dread –
The knowledge of sort that you’ll be dead
Upon a calamitous fall;
Or taken in flight – a hawkish pounce –
Demolished as prey; your fate pronounce
You gone and to never recall.
O when to summon the sky
Little nestling?
When to summon the sky?
Aborting a den with
Feathered bed,
Unwavering mother who
Saw you fed –
Surrendering all so
You may spread
Your reach of tentative wings!
‘Tis only instinct –
E’er the reason –
Forging life:
The Nesting Season
And the trials it brings.
So up and summon the sky
Little nestling,
Up! and summon the sky!
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
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