Now My Little Dove

Now My Little Dove
Think not so softly now my little dove.
For the air is thick with quiet sorrows
of those who whispered and passed unanswered.
Feel not so quickly now my little dove.
When the time to ponder hurtful actions
lends distance to pain while revealing truth.
Tread not so wisely now my little dove.
As the echos from small steps born of caution
conceal your true self and show small reward.

I too quest blindly now my little dove.
For in truth this bird is just a pigeon
strong without fear of learning his own worth.
-Sean Hastings