Woven Stories

Dewy dawn awakes,
vast valleys of floral charm.
Lean bold branches,
merrily dancing in the wind.
Wondering treasures of nature.


Upon a strong bark,
lies woven twigs.
The quite nest with,
chirping little birds.

Those tiny eyes musing hope.
Nurtured by nectar of life,
from the creator's curating.

Holding them tight,
sprouting shelter.
Splashing storms.
Destructing droughts.
Motherly feathers holds,
woven power of love.

Careful glance.
Welding warmth.
She melts her own,
brightening tiny beaks.