May 16, 2020Poem

I released a white dove

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I released a white dove

Watched as it flew away

Looking for a stranger

To help build a nest

A place of beginning

At the end of things

Where the sun falls

The sea boils

Red with the heat

Of its departure

Dreams can wait

No longer

Than tomorrow

When the rains end

Green shoots

Are a symbol of recovery

Bring me a single stem

Let it fall

Unto my palm

Bring me the hope

Of new days past

Before the darkness

Closed upon my heart

And stole me away

Across the sea

Press ganged

Into the service of an eternity

Waiting at world’s end

In a maelstrom

Of uncertainty

For permission

To come aboard.