White Dove

January 1, 2010 at 1:11 pm
▶ White Dove


Within the stillness of the heart,

The White Dove flies.

From soul to soul she rides the wind.

She’s born and never dies.

Sweet soul, your journey’s just begun

Sweet lover of the light, your time has come.

Sweet soul, your journey’s just begun

Sweet lover of the light, your time has come.


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