As I walked the path
at the water’s edge;
My heart sought God
revelations for my life.
Blue-grey, fluttering wings
caught my eye, stopped my stride.
In grasses, hidden,
she whispered, “Don’t hurt me”.
Closer I stepped. To fast, too soon.
Painfully she rose, faltered into the breeze.
Fighting for life and flight
she found safe tree limbs that reached for the sky.
“I’m sorry”, I said.
“I didn’t mean to frighten you.
I wanted, with you,
Peace, little dove.”
“You reminded me of my son.
I hear his chimes playing
softly in your song.”
“I see my grandson,
at only age two…
reaching to caress you
and share in your peace.”
Fly away now.
But not too far,
little dove.
(August 21, 2003: Benicia State Recreation Area; Benicia, California)
Lindsey: Endure Fort 