the mourning dove

i heard the call of a mourning dove 
as it floated on the wind. 
its haunting tune so lonely 
in the silence of the dawn. 

oh why do you sound so forlorn 
i wondered, as i looked up at the bird, 
when all around you lies beauty 
and peace and tranquility? 

from the blooms of flowers 
to the glitter of the lakes 
and the heavenly blue of the sky, 
all there for you to behold 
on this gloriously beautiful day. 

once again, she sounded her call 
an answer to my query. 
it echoed softly in my heart 
and all was revealed in truth. 

"i sound as i do, 
it's as it should be, song 
which God gave me. 

it makes you stop 
to listen 
and reminds you, 
you're not alone." 

-as seen in Adirondack Center for Writing 2023

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