Robert A. Dufresne Poet Rhyme

Elated Dove

I’m on my way back to my home, 
And I have just got to believe,
In His Mercy for seeds I’ve sown ,
Need to give what I receive,
In Truth I can’t go back alone.

When a wayfaring white dove flutters too far,
And knows not where she is bound,
The sweet searching call of it’s soul mate,
Is a most welcome sound.

Working it’s weary wings with feathers soiled, 
Through tempests over seas tossed and roiled,

The little dove joyfully changes direction,
Never minding the distance she’ll  travel,
Simply happy for the correction.
Her knotted fears unravel.

And with new hope in energy and spirit,
Cries out to others with glee..
Come! I’ve found our flock!
Come! Quickly! Follow me!

Yes, I’m on my way back home,
 Pray, dare I go there .. alone?

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Elizabeth Wesley October 12, 2011 at 3:25 PM I believe the dove is the symbol for peace and your verse give a hint to how it takes all of us to achieve that lofty goal. Nice message to enjoy my friend.

Elizabeth Wesley August 16, 2011 at 10:14 PM I love the imagery here Robert, The dove is a symbol of peace and your verse gives a special deep meaning. I really enjoyed this lovely verse.

Mary Meade Stephenson December 18, 2010 at 4:34 PM This is a powerfully poignant piece you have penned here Robert! Beautiful and very uplifting. One day we all shall go "home" and fly with the rest of our flock. Thanks so much for sharing and for always taking the time to read my writes. I have some new ones written and will post one of these days. Have a gloriously blessed day! ~Mary~

C.C Bloomsfield November 30, 2010 at 8:59 AM inspirational beautiful poem.

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2010 at 5:57 PM GREAT analogy poem, Robert. A dove trying to get home. Love the elation in the next to last stanza. Luv, Andrea

Carolyn Devonshire November 25, 2010 at 9:59 AM If the white dove is guiding you home, you will be welcomed even if you are alone, Rob. The "flock" awaits; don't hesitate. Always follow your heart (and the white dove). A beautifully written poem! Happy Thanksgiving, my friend. Wishing you peace and blessings, Carolyn