Stage 2: T Tauri Phase  

The wings I once owned when I was young 

Shed and stung 

Bending the colorless dye 

Goodbye I say 

As little sprouts emerge into the open

Crashing into the light 

Night sneaked up from behind 

Soaking the fire into oblivion 

But a gentle push was enough for me to open my eyes

To see what lies in front of me

My wings spread through the abyss 

And I aim for the bright orb that floated