itsawonderfilledlife

It’s early
Still
Clear
Quiet but for the geese across the lake
Ripples on water.

There’s a nest above the door
Momma bird flew off when I stepped out to the deck … my presence scared her off.
But she’s not far off
Lingering within sight of her home, her babies.

That’s what momma birds do
Protect their own.

I feel a kinship with this feathered momma
For I know the innate drive a momma feels to protect her own.
I know the fear
The desperation
The sense that it’s all up to me.
But is not …

What momma bird doesn’t know yet is that some day soon her babies will fly
She might even be the one to push them from the nest.
And in their flying off, strong and prepared,
She will have done her job.

The quality of which may not inspire a best selling how-to book,

but,

It will have been her best

And done with the greatest of love

She’s been flying away from the nest, bit by bit, for years now.
We humans don’t just take one leap from the nest, but many small ones.

And today she flys off with her chosen one.

They too will live along this lake, with the momma bird. One day they may have their own to protect, but for now I pray they protect each other, from this day forward, for the rest of their lives.

Fly my pretty, fly!