The Dove

How hopefully he sets her free,
his messenger, what will she see?
How faithfully she flies (with glee)
in search of the promise, a symbol, a key.

Her pearly, downy body
with ease swoops low, then high.
She aims to find of land, a body
and she does in the blink of an eye.

High above the ocean deep,
She plucks a sprig from the fragrant ground.
She bestows the gift of land to her master
that once was lost but now is found.

by Patricia Wulf

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I enjoyed a connection between the story of Noah's ark and salvation that I had never read or thought of before, and all the while wrapped in well done poetic verse.