Love Nest #haiku

Never seen before

Woven love and intention

Tiny birds live here....

These trees

These sycamore trees speak God's barest words in their rustling.

"Don't critique." "Don't endlessly try to fix what you see as wrong."

"Stay present." Breath. "Seek the lip of the bike path as your bench."

Breath. "Write." Breath. "Observe." Breath. "Listen." Breath. "Write."

I do.