The Dove

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    The Dove

    I live in magic

    I live in love

    I live in peace

    But most of all

    I live a glimpse of the truth

    not only am I pure

    but I'm true

    I do not hate

    I do not cry

    I do not hurt

    But I do fly

    never ending

    To hold me is to hold life

    To kiss me is to kiss your future

    not only do I fly

    but I soar

    I do not have a care

    I do not have a fear

    I only fly

    I only soar

    for landing is my only weakness

    I must land

    must touch the ground

    blood stained

    Pain suffered

    Lies told

    Hearts broken

    shattered

    but not all bad comes from the the earth I land on....

    lives brought

    cries heard

    tears dried

    hearts mended

    love

    love can save anyone

    anything...

    love lives in me

    It is the wind under my weightless wings

    it is the pure in pure white feathers

    it is softness in my sweet cooing

    it warms hearts

    it saves lives

    it brings lives into this world

    without it

    there wouldn't be a cause for war

    for death

    for fear

    for tears

    without it...

    there wouldn't be me...

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    blackshadow commented on The Dove

    10-15-2009

    taht was beautiful thank you i enjoyed it very much

    Kdaddy commented on The Dove

    09-06-2009

    A beautiful heartfelt poem. I enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing.

    solorose

    09/06/2009

    Thank you so much for reading.

    Sophialaurenea commented on The Dove

    06-11-2009

    EAT SMOKE ALCOHOL DRUGS: I CHOOSE TO WRITE by Sophialaurenea Destine OUR LADY, LIGHT BLUE (MOTHER THERESA) Mother of Jesus, we kneel and discuss. You hear us. We need your direction. We pray the Benediction. Our Lady, we have your protection. Your family is our selection. You enlighten our reflection. We know not to guess. We must do our best to rise above the Devil's test. You see, life is not a game of chess. The Heaven we must not mess. Our sins we must confess. Yes, in our reflection we have learned to have less tension. You see, Our Lady. it's not maybe. We are like glue to your lovely vision of light blue. It sincerely baffles my brain in how society could ever assume I am evil just because I am spiritual gifted. There is such a stigma on spiritual gifted people. Right away my environment percieves voo-doo, santeria, and magic. Most of the successful spiritual gifted people I know are White. Examples--John Edwards, Allison Dubois, Syliva Browne and James Prague (don't know how to spell his last name). Cleo (Cleo's psychic hotline) is in jail. You guess it: She is Afro-American. Dionne Warick and her psychic friends hotline was bankrupt. What do you think?????????????????? Seriously let me know if I am wrong. I can take the truth....

    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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