When Doves Cry
Ice formed in craggy spirals
Upside down and billowed
on the outstretched arms
of a winter dead willow
still awaiting Spring’s charm
sunlight peered through
the glistening frozen crystals
as the ice-dripped nature’s tears
falling upon the cold gripped ground
near the site of memories from yesteryear
loved one’s gathered in close circles
on the wet crunchy chilled lawns
while warm voices rang
a murmuration of hymns
in the dirge of grief to brave
amid sorrow and loss
notes fondly resonated in prayer
praising the life in death that crossed
in the crisp and wintry air
departing to the grave
imparting music to heaven’s gates
two doves embellished in pure white
soared while lamenting its lyric
with rueful cooing to ethereal heights
singing upon angel’s breath the loss, the love
stirring the clouds overhead
finding their way back home
following the footsteps of the dead
August 7, 2023
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