She stretched out her hand to me in love.
I have faith to take her hand betrothed
in joining faith and love forever as two doves
Circle high together, free, unfettered
Lasting friendship, wings touched,
A moment to savour. The wind blows strong
The doves now struggle to keep together.
The storm crashes lights and thunder.
The birds cry out as panic befalls them
They separate, lose touch, lost hope..
As sudden as the storm begun
Clouds separate. The rays of sun
Pour down through rain and gloom
Sunbeam searchlights scour the sky
The doves no longer to be seen. But by
A miracle a hand came down gently
Probing, feeling reverently.
Fingers stretched out as straight a die
And onto one finger the doves breathed a sigh
of relief as they alighted together again
No worries, no storm clouds would strain
their love and their faith, As the hand
Descended towards the land.
They look at each other and with a smile
Take a leap of faith and fly the last mile.
The hand waves gently as it disappears
The doves coo together safe throughout the years.