Is

Is this God's will?
A dove has landed on my sill.
An olive branch gently held in his beak,
And yet I stand here, unable to speak.

He brings the tool to provide my heart with peace,
I ask myself, is this the key to my release?

I thought that if my wish came true,
I'd have all the plans in place to start anew.

But here I am swaying in the winds, unsure of what to do.
All I know, is that I want to be with you.