Category Archives: Nesting

Perhaps Love

They build large, stick nests in which females lay three to seven eggs each spring. Both parents care for their young, which remain dependent for several months.

I have seriously begun nesting. My new home is a home of the heart. I am in love! This love is one that has been built after passing many tests. It has been built honestly and is a place where I can unashamedly be myself. As I keep ‘gathering sticks’ to nest, like the Small One who watches over part of our kingdom, the weariness is abating, scars are healing and I feel a sense of peace and gratitude.

Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home

Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come close
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don’t know what to do
The memory of love will see you through

Oh, love to some is like a cloud
To some as strong as steel
For some a way of living
For some a way to feel
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don’t know

Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of change
Like a fire when it’s cold outside
Or thunder when it rains
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you

John Denver