White Dove - My Prayer
Written By Timeless



To Rebecca, whose song of hope has
soothed my heart. I am rejoicing in
the promising news of your upcoming
treatment. Rest, sweet dove, rest,
and later we will talk.


My mind confused, my spirit worn
The mist had veiled the summer morn
And there in life’s obscurity
Were truths I now had come to see
As though this soul had been reborn
And clothed in sweet serenity
::
For though a prayer had passed my lips
A whisper that through silence rips
A simple prayer that jolts the core
And scathes the nerves of every sore
In grayness of the dawn’s eclipse
A prayer I’d uttered long before
::
The plea was for a simple sign
A spoken word, a phrase divine
A flash of light upon my brow
That I may understand somehow
And that He soothe this heart of mine
As on a bended knee I bow
::
My heart was laden with the plight
Of someone who had brought me light
Who in my troubled days had prayed
And on my bed a rose had laid
In blackness of a winter night
And there with me her fragrance stayed
::
And now I voice an urgent prayer
That He produce a sign somewhere
To offer me some hope and love
A song that I’ve been dreaming of
With lyrics dancing in the air……
And to my window came a dove
::
It was a bird with wings of white
That came to rest from feathered flight
A white dove of serenity
A white dove who embellished me
with coos that rustled in the night
As though she set God’s music free
::
The place to rest was but a choice
Her murmurs were God’s holy voice
And in the dark air crisp and pure
I knew that there would be a cure
And reasons that I could rejoice
For this, God’s sign, precise and sure
::
Oh, white dove, may your beauty shine
Upon this fragile face of mine
So delicate your wing of white
So grand the music of your flight
That I may choose to spend my time
Beside this window of delight

~Love you~