OLIVE BRANCHES

POEM

A dove with olive-branches 

between its beaks

was flying from afar.

A hawk perching on

the branch of a tree

was watching the dove stealthily.

It was an accidental coincidence that

the dove espied the hawk

while flying nearer and nearer.

He with olive branches

between his beaks

was calm, quiet and fearless

flew closer and closer to the hawk

and perched beside him.

He looked askance at the hawk

meaning ‘why are you

sitting here’?

‘That is none of your

business’ was the angry

and curt response of the hawk.

The dove returned him a beaming smile.

The hawk was wondering

how come the dove

dares to sit near him 

and look askance at him.

He forcefully snatched

an olive branch from the dove

and took it between his beaks.

Within a split-second 

the hawk, like in a magic

metamorphosed into a dove

turned  peaceful, calm and quiet.

Both of them became friends

and both ‘messengers of peace’ flew away

to spread the message of

peace and harmony…across the world…..   

This is my wishful thinking