Two Doves Of The Ark Poem by Ebi Robert

Two Doves Of The Ark



Two doves, most gentle birds,
I have scanned your white feathers
In a company of you.
I outlived, not yet born to the flood
nor woman screaming after it.
Oh! Gentle birds
I have seen your story.

Rain was your sun
while the forest were gone.
There was no heaven to view in

a round vain breed.
Thence doves ate man shelter by rocks.
Angry thunder served fulminating gay
in raining heaven.

Two doves of the ark
I know you from the past
upon Ararat you name me.
Addressing Olive lead to depart

In a sweet savour, man was favoured.

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Ebi Robert

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