Spirit of a Doberman”
I was standing on a Hillside In a field of blowing wheat and
the spirit of a Doberman Was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes
An ancient wisdom shining through And in
the essence of his being I saw love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart
As I stood there on that day And he told me of this story
About a place so far away I stood upon that Hillside
In afield of blowing wheat
And in a twinkling of a second His spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease
My fears did fade away About
what lay ahead of me On another distant day.
“I live among God’s creatures now
In the heavens of your mind So do not
grieve for me, my friend As I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow’s hue My leash a shooting star
My boundaries are the Milky Way Where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined But free to roam
God’s heavens Among the Dobie kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud Gentle breezes rocking me
And dream the dreams of earthlings And how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats And tennis balls abound
line the walkways Just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up The grass all lush and green
Where even Rescue Dobermans Become the Best of Breed.
For we’re all winners in this place We have no faults,
you see And god passes out those ribbons
To each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold
My world a beauty to behold And wise old
dogs do form my pride To amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in an angel’s arms Her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us As stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent And you stand
at Heaven’s gate
Have no fear of loneliness For here, you know I wait.”
Thank you to Dobbie World on the Web.
A helpful source in a time of our loss.
|3, Nov 2000|
|Scott & Tom|