He reaches his hand into hearts like a farmer gathering eggs from a nest. He is gentle and does not ruffle the feathers of the lovely bird who he loves. With grace and skill he removes the stones which have built up in there. He removes them with compassion and truth and fills that void with his love so that the lovely bird can snuggle deeper into her nest.
Resting peacefully in his love.
He will not wrench the stones from under her as she has spent years adjusting to the place they have in her nest.
He gently removes them - tenderly stretching to reach them as she allows.