You

You

 

You

Yes ~ you
Tiny unassuming nest
tucked away there
in the tree’s full embrace,
almost escaping the gaze
of the naked eye.

You

simply fashioned
from mud and twigs,
shaped by winged love
to hold the birth
of all things,
resting in the sweetly
patient arms of God.

Your presence
is a safe haven,
a sanctuary of potential,
a womb ready
to honour the gift.

You are the tenderness
of my own heart,
open and willing,
ready to rock the birth
of a deeper love
into this world.

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