You bring life to the barren stark
crab apple tree
It stands rigid from an icy winter
While you are regal in stature dressed in a radiant red
Trimmed in black
I gaze upon your vigilant gestures
The hours are yet early
And the earth is quiet
The better for you as you are the guardian of the nest
Perched high enough to nervously watch for the purposeful predators who prey on your hatchlings
In a short while you must nurture these sweet chirping darlings
Feeding time is exact
For your young must grow strong
Wings and eyes
They will soon leave the nest
To begin their circle of life
To show their young how to grow strong wings to fly
To be vigilant of the purposeful predators who seek their end
The circle of life outside my window reflecting back at me
As I prepare to free my nest shortly
And my male child flies on ward into his circle of life
I pray he will stay vigilant of the
Purposeful predators who prey on his soul

Desta





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“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston