Do Not Surrender

The Dove

I saw the dove come down, the dove with the

green twig, the childish dove out of the storm and

flood. It came towards me in the style of the Holy Spirit

descending. I had been sitting in a cafe for twenty-five

years waiting for this vision. It hovered over the great

quarrel. I surrendered to the iron laws of the moral universe 
which make a boredom out of everything desired. Do not
surrender, said the dove. I have come to make a nest in your shoe. I want your step to be light.

– Leonard Cohen