I awoke in a nest, deep in the forest. High above in the sky. It's branches were strong, the nest made of moss, feathers and twigs.
He hid me, so that no eye lay upon me.
He hid me, so that he could have the delight of knowing me first.
Under the shadow of His wings. The air smelled of rain and lavender. Their were birds all around, deep reds and soft blue. Singing songs only the forest knew.
When the time was right I heard him whisper my name. When i was ready he told me to fly.