Miracle of the White Doves
Sweet, gentle white doves Have you come for me?Bringing a message of love, From my Beloved, I see Regal, pure, seeping with elegance.. Tail feathers unfurling like an Oriental fan.. You've come to me from quite a distance... With hopeful news of my young man.. Clutched within your silvery beak ... Oh, tell me..tell me...Oh, gentle dove, speak... Tell what wonderous news brings he! What brings you hereTo this dismal and lonely habitation? Dancing Heavenwards in the smoggy atmosphere.. In a regal avian exhibition You've perched upon my windowsil lLike a great Miracle... Transfiguring this lonely, empty heartInto a heart full of joy, hope, and glee.. Oh bring my Beloved my reply.. .My answer is "aye...I'll wait for thee.Under the sycamore tree" , Now fly!Sweet white doveOf hope, faith, and charity...Harbinger of love...Upon your glorious wings of ivory...Oh, bring my lover home to me. Mary Aris (c) 200002000, Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 06 2002 04:24 AM PST, Mary Aris 0 • 12
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"Sweet, gentle white doves..."