The white dove
The radiant nakedness of winter
reveals a cold beauty
from which the heart of stillness rises
like the sun alive with golden beauty
Winds of North, South, West and East
bring wisdom and gifts of different kinds
The fire of gratitude is burning with love
May the white dove of peace fly high
and war between people die
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2010-12-01 at 19:48
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