The Dove And Weasel Poem by Ray Lucero

He was solitary, cruel n' tough
A weasel "Bad to the bone"
He, gentle, wise n' downy soft
"The dove of love" 'twas widely known

One day the dove came upon the beast
Touched down lightly on the ground
Weasel thought "I'll eat this tiny feast"
As hungrily he circled round n' round

Before he could pounce they locked eyes
Drool dripping off weasel's pointy chin
But something happened much to his surprise
The dove began to softly sing n' spin

'I bring peace n' goodwill to you" He cooed
Weasel froze in place n' stared in wonder
"I've come to teach you humility n' gratitude"
"To devour me my friend would be to blunder"

"I'm a weasel n' must do what weasels do"
"You're just another meal to me" he said"
"If they were here I'd eat your parents too"
"You'll have no need to sing n' spin once dead"

Undeterred the fearless dove sang on
"How sweet it is to love you precious one"
"I seek not be your folly or Rubicon"
"Come sing n' spin with me my son"

Hearing this the weasel began to cry
He begged forgiveness for his many sins
The dove moved close n' dried his eyes
Whispered softly;
"This is when your life truly begins"

Just then the Dove became a Living Jesus
The weasel became the first human being
The man fell down n' begged forgiveness
"How dare I destroy such a precious thing"

The Lord smiled n' said "Now you know,
"How peace n' love compel a soul to grow"

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