Why do you grieve creatures of the sun?
Innocent doves that have not yet taken to kiss the sun.
Why should your tongue be the jagged weapon?
Nursed by the fuel of jealousy, envy and malice that's consumed by the tomb.

May the flight of doves be smooth.
Let it be purified in a heavenly glory.
A cruel tongue, a fragment of deceitful wit.
It penetrates innocence and even makes angels weep.
Innocence is depicted in the story of Noah.

A beautiful symbol of hope during the floods.
Mending a broken heart without shame.
Let doves fly across newly seeded gardens
Let succulents blossom and the nation soar.

Imprison its tongue and dim the darkness of wickedness.
Make purity reign in the flood of sunlight.
© jaylinestarr