Far off from beyond the horizon
Crumpled feathers shaken into place.
Ancient, ancient, dormant eyes open
And gaze upon what is.
It is time, it hears.
Whitish blue, dancing dots of energy
Infuse its being, invigorate its essence.
And it rises, and breathes in
Gargantuan wings unfold across unending vastness
Hesitating only an instant, to fold again
Around the tiny blue marble
Held close to its heart, it lifts
And carries the memory to eternity.