The Journey

The tears of a dove dropped gently into the tiny stream as he took his final flight into the mountains, knowing he would suffer on his journey, but knowing he had to go, to fulfil a promise. He had been told he would return in a way that was not expected, so, in faith he flew through the biting wind and snow until he could fly no more. He dropped to the ground in pain and exhaustion, he knew he was dying

He didn’t understand, he had been promised he would return and now he knew his life was ending. As the last breath left his body, two gentle hands picked him up and softly breathed life back into him. When he opened his eyes he saw with him, a whole flock of doves. A door opened and into the warm sunshine they all flew.

Down the mountain they travelled, and as they passed over the stream he had left from, the dove looked down. He saw a new sparkle in his eyes, and a silver touch to his feathers, as the sun shone on his back.
Every person who saw the doves were touched by their power. They had suffered and returned, they brought with them a beauty never before beheld.