Awareness seeps through me,

Enfolded in a warm liquid,

Light plays in mottled patterns

On the opulescent beyond.

I am alone.

I feed on the sac within.

Time passes.

The thing that is me moves:

Ripples in my liquid cocoon.

I tingle as my skin slowly

Brings forth smooth, supple scales.

Claws lengthen, cell by cell. I Grow.

I feed on the sac within.

Time passes.

Noise! Soft whispers define

and gather to deafening roars

Low and strong; echoing, reverberating

Entering the being that is me.

Another. Lighter, softer - "She".

I feed on the sac within.

Time passes.

Pressure all around me.

My watery world is dry.

This pearly prison presses against me.

Getting cold, cannot move.

I twist and coil.

I feed on the sac within.

Time passes.

Hunger - deep and urgent!

My pretty tomb crushes me.

Push, push - I reach for the voices.

Light runs in thin rivulets

Bright and crazed on the hard surface.

There is nothing left to feed upon.

Time passes.

Pain within, pain surrounds.

Streatch, expand, escape!

The pearl shatters.

I fall exhausted before the shadows.

Cold, Bright, Loud, FREE!

I feed on the thing "she" brings me

I live.