Far beyond the skies above
i keep searching for my dove
i know i'd spot it in a million
it has a brilliant shine- -
My wounded soul in search of peace
was walking on the beach
I saw this little dove
circling down on me
a wounded little bird
with the brightest white feathers
lay down with eyes half closed- -
with gentle hands and loving care
i washed the wounds away
taking care not to hurt the little bird in any way- -
Deep wounds i saw beneath the wings
my eyes could not believe- -
how cruel could be the one
to hurt my little love - - -
My dove responded to my care
growing stronger each day
Together we walked the beach
searching sands, ,
opening shells
to find the hidden message of the sea- -
my dove above me
circling in the deep blue sky
never going far - -
And one day it took flight
deep into the sky-
I stood there on the beach
peering in the sky
till the sun went slowly down
deep into the sea
-
My dove returned to me
as i saw the morning sun
rise above the waves
to sit upon my heart once more
before it said good bye - -
I kissed the little feathers
and held it close to me- -
with tears and a heavy heart i let it fly
its feathers a brilliant white in the sky
Each day i roam the beach
hoping my dove would spot me
and come down from the sky
strong and free with brilliant feathers
not a wounded bird - -
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