I know a place where the wintergreens smell of peppermint and pine.

A place where the snowfall glistens and the silence adds texture to the air. 

I know a place where mountains rise in the distance beyond which the faded sun hides.

A place where beauty is bound by secrets and forever there she'll remain.

I know a place. I know it well.

Nest

A warm, familiar

place

Woven together

with care

Lonely when empty

yet always there

Graciously accepting

your return