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  • Doves Always Return

    Doves Always Return

    On the white dry limbs of the sycamore, disrobing bark etiolated in spring flash, three doves roost.    “Peace,” they coo to the desire of my heart to calm the violent world so like the Lord’s small ship in the tempest ere the rebuke of wind, sea, the faithless in their fear.   I will…