the dove

~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

Yes dear friend we all get hurt

   and others they can stir up dirt.

In love or out it matters not

   for human love is not what’s sot.

We look here and we look there

   and try to find love everywhere.

But what we find is half at best

   and breaks our hearts, perhaps the rest.

It’s not the love we’re seeking friend

   it’s half at best and in the end

We remember what we’ve lost

   at such a great emotional cost.

It’s God’s love, not the human kind

   that fills us with a gift Divine.

And when two in this space of love

   find each other, they find the Dove

This is the gift, these are the plans

   this is what our God demands.

To love like God, with heart and Soul

   and open up… let go control.

Connect with body, soul and mind

   into a place of Love not blind.

but wholly seeing, holy knowing

   this is the seed that God is sowing.

To love each other like God loves us

   and this my friend takes perfect Trust.

It takes letting go ways of thinking

   that hem us in and keep us sinking.

And letting go of future and past

   for these are false and do not last.

Now is all we have to love in

   so open gentle heart… begin.

Love opens us to possibilities

   and tears down all of our hostilities.

It heals all wounds, and mends all harm

   so let go the past, let go alarm.

Open up to life and love

   and live again, fly like the dove.

Open to God’s Divine Plan

   live in Love and hand in hand

Heart to heart and soul to soul

   watch the Divine gifts unfold.

Beautiful is life with of love

   it is the magic of the Dove.