I held in my hand one white dove
Which was love and gentleness
But I went in search of the bird in the sky

Through many storms and the rain
The bird in the sky flew to me
And I embraced it with all my love
For three days, I held it in my heart
Like it was eternal

But one day I let the bird go
Back to the vast embrace of his sky
As he took my love with him
In a transparent cloud of memories

Looking at the dove in my hand
I showed him all my pain and sorrows
And he showered his love and forgiveness
Like a gentle blanket over me

I love my pure gentle white dove
Which I hold in my heart everyday
Because I know he is truely mine