The Itch Asserts

               Amidst the spirals
                   and swirls
               of golds and reds

               Amidst the humming auras
                   of turquoise
               and purple

               Amidst the chimes
                    of chants

                         the itch asserts

               Awkwardly reaching for
                      the place of scapula
               to scratch and explore

               Radiating pulses
                    waves
                   lines of energy
                  colors colliding
                 fire flaming
                        smoke swirling
               water falling
                    mysticism
                        magic
                    imagination merging

               Wings sprout
                    emerge
                  lengthen, grow
               Finally bringing
                   visual understanding
               as they stretch out into view

               Tips arching away
                   from silent
                      strong shoulders
               Rotating
                       squeezing
                    relaxing
               Tentatively testing tendons
                    muscles, bones
                      feathers
               A final row of feathers
                       forms a crimson
                   corona

               Newborn wings
                 feel the gentle lifting of airarms
                  to the milkfull breast of flight

               Mother's breathbreeze blowing
                      softly
                          warmly
                   upon each feather hair

    kasha