Palms lifted,

eyes lowered,

voice steady…

thank you, thank you, thank you

for today’s journey with the words.

Psalm comes back in dove murmurs,

I am

Here, here, here.

With pink feet tracing in the fine sand,

the dove continues to murmur.

Once more,

I am here, here, here.

God speaks her voice to my ear,

as I step into the yard and the dove takes flight.