Nesting

Having flown away I'm in repose

But I wouldn't say I'm dreaming

The shelter I long to compose

Has crumbled away beneath me

Structurally I had my hopes

I put my faith in the heavy ropes

But that season is over

Flown the coop to warmer weather

So here I stand

With sticks to gather

Nailing feathers to the back room wall

For inside I fear I'm molting

Saving part of myself for the day

Of unforseen recognizing

The past can't satisfy my hopes

And the plans I had are full of nopes

So I'll keep flying in circles

Feathered wings with breasts uncovered

Trudging on

With sticks to gather

As you've gone before

Go forevermore

Seek the path of least resistance

Find comfort in the ones you love

And those you don't mind keeping

For healing is the dream of those

Who've gone on without suffering

Got lost picking up shattered hopes

When I put my faith in the heavy ropes

But that season is over

Flown the coop to warmer weather

So here I stand

With sticks to gather