Softly with us as we walk along
Beckoning quietly the early dawn
Carefully viewing our passage by
Announcing our presence with its graceful cry.
This morning companion at the rooftop slope
Coos its message of peace and hope
Reminds us gently as our day unfolds
To enjoy what we have, and love what we hold.
It regally tolerates our presence below
I marvel that always it seems “in the know”
It feels our hearts as we share the morn
And sings its song that seems so forlorn
But then one can notice as it stands on the crest
It’s oh so peaceful, and quietly at rest
No doubt it has mastered the coming of day
And it’s faithful in knowing that it will find a way.
I send you this symbol of peace and grace
To bring a gentle smile to your face
Soak up the message of faith, grace and love
Of this loyal companion, the sweet mourning dove.
—C J Gibson