It’s time

It’s time.
Forward thrust, no, not yet!
Water, warm, my ocean home
No shore in sight blind surging in the dark
It’s time.
Eyes not ready for the light fight to stay
in Eden’s haven
Go! Heaving sides of muscled tunnel
expel in screams of pain
Own flesh and blood and bone.
No choice.
It’s time.
Bursting into glare, grasped and swung
to hang
No water! No warmth! No air!
Breathe - breathe! Gasp lungs explode
First breath and then
a scream
I’m here!
Where’s here?
Where’s here?