Room and linen spray
Spruce, cedar, rosemary, oakmoss, chamomile
A colossal nest far beyond the clouds
Of a forest so dense and thickened with shrouds
Glides upon the cotton of grey
Built by a winged- feathered creature embodied by Frey.
You rest in its bed, the center of the hollow
As close as you can get to the embrace of a willows.
Silent as the night and still as a motionless sky
Incubating you lay
without a word to say.
No longer do the sorrows weigh
Upon your shoulders, draining your vessel.
In the willows nest you may
Stay for as long as you wish to stay.