We are both
Dove
I held a dove today that was wounded in flight
she tumbled down and hit the ground
a thud is all we heard as the two lay side
by side as instinct kicked in and she tried to
get away, hobbling into the street
I heard the ladies cry
"don't let her get hurt"
So approaching carefully I gently picked her
up and cupped the dove in my hands and
cooed softly to her frightened heart
until she settled there
giving her time to rest and breath
Carrying her and checking her legs and wings
I laid her down on the soft grass away from
all the noise, and watched her from a safe distance
until she fluttered away.
How like doves we all can be
or like the loving hands gently
holding and helping one to fly again.
I share these two poems to share a bit of solace in the turbulence, to express my feelings and help to purge the pain I feel in others, and remembering from whence we came and where we are returning, oneness.
Namaste
Unified Serenity
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