Underneath fractured rainfall a shadow remains of the person you used to be Your thoughts fly among the doves having escaped steel cages of clouded silence and comes gentle rain, washing away the unforgiving cold
As your dreams pour out of your voice
A continuation of my previous piece "The Miseries of Healing"
Let the tables turn, Lost & earned. Forcing our love apart. Let the eagles fly, Love denied... All seeking hearts to nest. Enraptured the dove, Claws mouthed shoved, There goes your nourishment. For nature is blamed, To share shame, Of the ones we lost most. Tables all to turn, What can earn?
Let us summon the Name of Everyone and Everything. An accolade bestowed upon His greatness, Where doves soar to the valleys of wisdom Seeking for wonders love by Him.
Put a tune, or a note To a song of faith Is here to guide you in...
"Gotta keep soaring high Keep climbing mountains, ' Till I rise my Heart Never gonna hold back Never gonna stop You know I won't give up It's the Spirit You put in me And the fight is to believe Oh, I'll be chasing clouds 'Till I reach the edge of Life"
Take courage and have faith For God is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
Forgiveness isn't, "I'll forgive you, if you'll forgive me," its a symphony of lilacs in the springtime fields, and a song from the wren's delicate heart, its when you awaken after a bitter night of anger melted into tiredness, and moments of grief turned to lavender scented pillows lulling you into a resplendent dream, of white doves ascending to Heaven carrying whispers of the world praying, as little workers in your mind build a bridge of steel cables of peace forged by God, whether there's reunion with those you've forgiven, or not.
Doves flies everywhere reminding us to choose peace over war yet people are still fighting fighting in order to be free free from trenches of fear The doves are no longer white but instead the color of charcoal lets paint the doves white lets help the ones who suffer so they can become happy