Coo of the dove poem by steven james humphreys
Nature poetry, Spiritual poetry

Coo of the dove

when my heart feels heavy with impending doom

I ask God, ‘why is this so’?

he is silent

but my doves have landed again returning from who knows where

without fail, a wordless answer is given when my doves perch on my wall and coo their coo

I have learned to cup my hands and blow a copy cat coo

it makes them silent for I know they are listening

shortly after, they begin cooing again

this restless soul listens to their coos

realizing he has much unfinished work…

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