The eyes of doves above us
watching, looking for the sacred branch.
The second flight will prove us fruitless,
no treetops left for talons grasp.....darkness, feeding our demons, the Son of God who finally erases our sins....... fine christian thought dear poet. tony
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The eyes of doves above us watching, looking for the sacred branch. The second flight will prove us fruitless, no treetops left for talons grasp.....darkness, feeding our demons, the Son of God who finally erases our sins....... fine christian thought dear poet. tony