In a nest inside my heart
a tiny bird lives,
peeping out to the world,
ready to fly into the unmarked sky.
Who I’ll be when the bird leaves
is the writing of a poem,
words left beside the sea
tasting of salt,
touched by the wind.
Bird Nest
Beautiful, tender and compassionate.
Lilting heart tones & art !
Today, this is a gift, the pairing of poem and painting. Today the yellow finches returned to our garden, flocking to the thistle sock outside our bedroom. Such indescribable joy these messengers bring!
A lovely little lyric, and your daughter’s art knocks me out! Thanks for the link to her website.
The nest of home sure does produce some fabulous talent! Thank you to the two of you!
Very artistic, has depth, interesting & intuitive.
Beautiful painting Eilish.