It's All Love. Coos… A Turtle Dove Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

He who vents anger towards God
and says he's not convinced He exists?
Couldn't be a bigger believer
Then he who goes to church on Sunday
to validate his new growing faith
by praying like a shipmate, a wreck
in a turning, turbulent ocean
looking for shelter, mouthing
in the water, while he's drowning
in the throes of his saviour
There's no difference between
These two - it's all love.
It's all love - it's all love.
Coos… a turtle dove.