This is about an unconventional love story.

As you can see the male bird is sitting in the middle and the female bird on the right, just in front of the rose.

You can only imagine what happened between the two. Did he or she did something wrong or did something else happen...? Who knows.

This story is about two loving birds facing away. Both on their own journey. Where faith will decide when and how these two are going to meet.

Once in a far distance live, they have met. Long before they came to this particular spot. Will they recognize each-other or are they focused on their own path? What do they need to release and embody before they truly can meet with a full heart? Are they ready to surrender to the universe? Are they ready to transform their current path? Who knows.

The rose represents love and kindness. That the female bird is sitting in front of the rose, makes is all clear. She is warm and kind, patiently waiting for the right male. Her universe.

And the stubborn male, face away. Not recognizing how much love worth is, what it truly means to be loved and feel love. He's afraid and maybe a little bit upset. Not seeing what is in front of his eyes. Literally turning his back to the one true loves he knows.

Maybe he needs some guidance. Some sort of push to put him on the right path. Were pain is no longer the issue. Can he embrace his self and open up for the unconditional love of this female bird?

And what about her? Can she receive love from a male? Or does she have some fearful memories with other male birds? Afraid of being hunted down and pushed around. Or is she standing her ground with kindness in her heart and let this male bird enter her safe haven? Her sanctuary, her rose?

It's all speculations and only their soul knows when the timing is right and if they should engage in a partnership or just are their for healing their own parts...

No matter what these two has to bring to each-other. It's a love story about healing and embracing who you are.

Being able to fly free from each-other in a loving memory, with no attachments.

Truly to be free like a bird :-)

Timothy