I am Neer speaking

I am the nest speaking.

With a heart wide enough to cling to
on stormy days, keeping my door open till the very end,
a solitary, peaceful nest—waiting.

I am a nest waiting without hesitation, without reserve.

I am not desperate to shelter you within my breast,
I am the motionless nest that guards you
through tear-soaked days and dark nights.

Though you may keep me distant in spring,
I am the shade of summer and the warmth of winter's nest.


I am slow, I am still...
Yes, I am your very own private nest.