The passenger jet takes off
In the deep Dark Night,
As the low clouds stealthily
Creep in from the ocean,
The journey soon becomes
Turbulent, and the people
Start to wring their hands
With worry, wondering
What will happen next,
But then out of nowhere
The Dove of Divine Mercy
Appears, with a wingspan
Wider than that of the aircraft,
He nestles under the jet, like
The Mother protecting The Babe,
And as He very gently flaps
His holy wings, He calms
The hearts of everyone, then
He safely takes them
Where they need to go –
Straight into the heart of
The Divine Mercy.