Take my Hand……..a poem by Linda Willows
Heart, dear…come along,
we are walking
we are new.
All of God’s garden,
feels our footsteps
beneath the dew.
Round grow the blossoms
they, open for you.
Feel dear, how the winds lift…
As I turn, whirl, dance love’s hue.
Heart, dear…find the silence
lest my words all lost in weep.
Wonders, blessings, beauties,
these are all our to keep.
Please dear, see still yonder,
is a land that waits to greet.
Hand, dear, take my hand and
lift our journey soft to sweet.
Linda Willows
Photograph by G. Martin Fox
Words press upon page Light to kiss… ~a poem by Linda Willows
Words press upon, page Light to kiss…
as sweet motions that set, this my heart forth in bliss.
Dancing between all the notes that set free
some poet, ago…one that wandered like me.
Hours bless the days with whispers of prose
as I walk in a garden of Winds graced with Rose.
Let me soft speak, even sing in hushed tone,
some few hallowed words from such Godly Roam.
Leave me and find me, all comes Home now.
I am in the dear fold, of the Lord of the Vow.
Words press upon page Light to kiss…
We each live among this Almighty bliss.
©2013 Linda Willows
Photograph by Ludmilla NG
My deeply bowed head… ~a poem by Linda Willows
Your Love does drape and wash my heart,
It offers life, where once did depart,
the hopes and dreams of most humble start,
even my faith, oh Dear Lord, this deep part.
Honor restores with my deeply bowed head,
this journey, this world, how it turned, how it bled.
Give pardon and mercy, release Love’s embed,
come through my garden, sweep days ahead.
If Love does not reign all shall wither and die…
each creature, each mortal; we would rise in a cry.
Help find the cloak that would warm all our Souls,
and prompt all Hearts in most sacred ex-toll.
©2013 Linda Willows
Photograph by David Galstyan
I Hear You… ~a poem by Linda Willows
I hear you in the silence of…
sweet dreams of mine, that whisper Love,
in the night time of my breath,
the very mist of light and death.
I hear your heartbeat in my own…
strong, revered, as though one known,
sounded in the chambers of
my soul’s entire, here and above.
©2013 Linda Willows
Photography by Sfylwia Makris
How I love you, child of mine ~by Linda Willows
How I love you, child of mine
more than a life, more than time.
Speak no more of past or crime
all was bleak, such seasons thine.
Each call hindered Heart and Vine.
There was no Hand to place in mine.
How could you know the ache that pours
when breath does want to spread its oars
held instead a captive of,
this long ago, this haunted love.
How I love you, now I pray
that God will find us all someday.
Where once was loss, may Grace find gain,
our breaths and hearts, one in Your Name.
Child of mine, you live in me
forever loved, for all to see
When I breathe let come to be…
our hearts joined in The Mystery.
©2013 Linda Willows
Photograph by Kemal Kemil
Empty Palm’s Grace ~by Linda Willows
Come forward, face the sun,
day blossoms as done.
Horizons lift into
life’s heart golden spun.
Walk from the silence
of the peace that comes due,
when the Heart is the frame
and Love, the View.
Ache with the calling
that stirs to become,
to touch all that Breathes
in the mystery of One.
Leave all, let fall;
no possession may keep…
deeply the motion,
even though heart may weep.
Found in the glory
of empty palms grace,
is the fill of a Kingdom
that brings Souls embrace.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Belyaeva Light
Oh Wrap my self through, Lord ~by Linda Willows
You are my Heart, the fire, my sight in the night
bearer of wisdom and keeper of Light.
Stay near, I love, I give you my life…
Not part, but all and atonement from strife.
Bear from my soul, a humble walk’s bend,
to Your shining extend, a Grace without end.
Keep me, Receive Me, Oh wrap my self through,
Find me with Heart, one given to You.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Barry Wayne Ackerman
My Prayer ~Linda Willows….”tears reach upwards…”
Last night most us had a moment of pause after the unspeakable events that unfolded during the day at Sandy Hook Elementary School. The shock of what happened was so great that for many, it took time to fathom the unthinkable. We each found the “hour” when the tidal wave of grief from this tragedy struck and we bowed our heads in prayer for the suffering of the families, the children and the indelible wound that has marked the Heart of our Society.
Late into the night, my chest tightened, eyes could not stay closed; I sat upright and curled forward into deep sobbing. I felt all the Vigils, all the prayers and was moved to join with those of Love and Goodwill of every faith that were creating light in this world, Love here and hereafter by turning to God. This one call is the greatest and most powerful one, It bids all that is Holy to enter into our Lives. It can turn our tears into waters which nourish a healing that inspires action, compassionate living and change.
When I am alone in the wee hours of the morning, I too can become like a child. I can fear. I can want to feel safe. Tears reach upwards. As a child of God, I pray…
“Lord, come close to me. Keep me folded in your Breast. Let me be Near and Know You. Hear my Heart as it calls in Love for You. Dear Lord; I turn my face to You, seeking to know Your Way in all things. Help me to fill with Light and Love that Compassion and Healing may form as a lamp within my Heart.
For Your Presence, I am grateful, humbled by the power of Your Love and Divine Embrace. For You, Lord, I turn to my own Heart and to this World with Love. Light the Lantern, my God, as I walk and breathe and live forward.”
Amen.
With all of my Love to each and all,
Linda
Love’s true leap ~poetry by Linda Willows
Fly me into to the marvel of You,
the wonder that pools deep inside iris blue.
See my Love lift and become Godly Dew,
misting the airs that soft wander through.
Fly me into the heart of your own,
the deep, full keeping of Love’s wonder sown.
I dive to the deep of full river’s keep,
this current, of wonder, of my Love’s true leap.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photography by Billy Monday
Love’s due circles, Softness keeping.. ~ by Linda Willows
My Soul does bow before God’s estate..
the meek, the tender, the surrendered great,
all that serve with fearless gait,
all that stand fueled by an inner elate.
I smile to feel my hand extend
From inside out to rounded befriend.
Coming, feeling, reeling, reaping
Love’s due circles, softness Keeping.
All become beloved ones near
able to reach, touch each, shed tear.
And in the midst I see all to revere,
God’s heart, everywhere, with us, a sphere…
Grander than what any sky splendor can show,
Greater than what our own minds could know…
I feel the grandeur of this moment’s Sun.
I witness Loves Might to embrace all as One.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photography by Bortovoi
Allow me entry to God’s art… ~poem by Linda Willows
Bring me to the glory.
Bring the promise of the True.
Fall away these clouds of story,
fall away until adieu.
Finding this, my Heart’s own core,
Stir it deeply, curl it more.
Tenderly lift Love’s Brightest White,
Until it shines right through night.
Shine this simple, love-struck Heart
upon your silent Soft Bright Door,
allow me entry to God’s Art;
Truth, abundant wisdom lore,
oh Heart, I need Thee; I love more…
©2012 Linda Willows
Sacred Hill Misted ~a poem by Linda Willows
Life sparks to rare
in your green misted air
filled with the magic,
the mystic, the night solitaire.
No single one can
lay claim or come heir,
to a sacred hill misted
with God’s Holy Air.
© Linda Willows
Photograph by Ben Marar
I feel loved… ~a poem by Linda Willows
I am filled, I feel loved,
softly tender,
I am held.
I know nothing.
I know All.
I am pulled
by thrust that calls.
Deep inside,
all moves and shifts.
as if some dance
takes me on lifts.
I Breathe.
It weeps…
I Sigh and smile
inside as bliss does keep.
I feel called high.
My arms raise.
My hands praise.
I feel the adore
in self and soul and more.
Such God revealed in verse from above;
Walk, Live, Become…
Share the sacred trail of Love.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Lyubovitch
In Solitaire ~a poem by Linda Willows
In solitaire I walk this morn,
with non but light’s soft hue adorn.
Within this path that finds my soul,
I pray Gods’ keeping, life found whole.
For in taking of all things;
the swift removal times can bring…
I root myself upon one Bright
and dearest thing with every might…
In solitaire the Soul is known
begotten, loved and never Lone.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Kupavna
Love finds me… ~a poem by Linda Willows
Love finds me falling into its grace deep,
a winsome warm wave of sweet callings keep.
Oh follow this near, I could not part very far,
from this Heart of Love’s reap,
not by distance nor star.
Find me in the shining of far light above.
It hovers, yet reaches to come near to love.
Like the twilight that arises as sister to the moon,
Love comes near to touch and I fall into swoon.
Love finds me falling into its graced soul,
tendered with prayers that invoke Gods’ extol.
Turning my Face to the beauty of Thee.
I am washed, filled within, with soul of devotee.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by AlexanderNerozrya
the edges ~a poem by Linda Willows
edges are founding inside of my heart,
building until the sharp features give start,
bending my poise and ladylike art
they stab at my stance and pull wonder apart.
what permit gives rise to a vein shudder this
one shadowed and darkly, red tidings dismiss,
though heart beats so slowly amidst all remiss…
the edges are forming that lead to abyss.
oh God, let the woman to harken some heed,
listen, or take any balm she may need…
will You be the one that is the intercede
before all the edges fill hearts’ core to bleed.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Jaroskav Monchak
Wrapped in Natures’ Wings ~a poem by Linda Willows
Heart curves to face of such beauty as seen,
‘Tis Nature’s sweet bidings and tender lights green.
She eases all burdens and graspings that lean;
this ancient cathedral of Gods’ sweet serene.
Come close and allow me to breathe all of You,
the nights and days have been lonesome thus too.
If all of your wonders could wrap me full through,
this forest could keep my heart safe in Its’ pew.
Let me hear whispers of how the winds sing,
I long to remember the chords that would ring
as Heaven flies through all the trees in sky’s swing…
Lend this to my heart, oh, wrap in your Wings.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Sergian
Lifting Wonder…~a poem by Linda Willows
…And so beyond I find such a miracle bright,
it lifts all wonder, Oh holy, this sight.
Can it be the same, that single One Light
that burrowed, furrowed; and merged its Might?
How I lasted through such days and long Night,
with heart held tightly, kept dearly from fright.
What beauty of Dawn does come to this Day
The Heavens do whisper all blues that would pray…
I Stood, Stand still and followed all through,
That Call that lasted though deep darkness hue…
All Loves That bright with such witness to Shine,
Step forward, we build to Love’s Lifeline Shrine.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Vladimir Popovitch
Let my bare arms reach to fore ~a poem by Linda Willows
When I reach, is it You there?
As I stretch far…I seek your care.
I long for caress and need love’s air.
I thrust my arms out naked and bare.
I roamed and searched so far for you
I longed to feel some closeness too.
The dream inside that never ceased,
It mourned, it died…
dreamed more, released.
Effervescence of such love,
must have been born of light above.
How could an Essence steal such light
without permissions of God’s Bright?
Take my stretch then, pull it more.
Let this heart’s core charge that door.
Dancing forward always more,
Let my bare arms reach to fore
Let them reach…
to Love’s sweet Door.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Pauline Gola
Come Softly ~a poem by Linda Willows
Photograph by Serjio
Come softly as the breath falls low,
Sweetly in as with Love’s flow.
I wish no other now at last.
Three breaths I have.
Three breaths to task.
One to leave as all I know,
The memories, paths, all left to go…
Forgotten moments still to breach
Many tremors left to tow.
Next to exhale as pure love
For all the beauty, the sweetness of
Each day, each moment that I knew,
That Lord, it was all, All completely You.
The last to Trace as lone Breath’s Grace
I catch the Wind as She leaves Embrace.
This my own, my only one Face
Ever was true…in the days of this place.
Leave falling low
Fall softly still
What can be this Heart’s true will…
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Susana Munoz
“More Love…” ~a poem by Linda Willows
Photograph by Sergio Occhiuzzo
Turn the whole of me to Thou
I twist, I ache, I burn, I bow…
In the narrow veins come low
still dwells such prayer, the ones that know…
that in those parts that dwell all of,
even there need be more Love.
Turn my face, my arch, my All.
Put whole of me within Thy thrall.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Katerina Lomonosov
“Where goes my Soul” ~a poem by Linda Willows
Where goes my soul, Love follows near.
It bides, resides and tremors to
the presence of one only Tear.
Such aches to speak and tell of all
the mystery, the wondrous calls…
Symphonies that sound beyond
the Angels realm with life unbound.
All becomes in chords of Love.
My Soul is freed. I breathe above.
Take me farther than Love could weep.
My Soul does burst upon Thy Keep.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Goran Kalanj
“My Sweetened Tear” ~a poem by Linda Willows
The Light bore cheer
And twice appeared
How grace did
seem to
bring it near.
I grasped my heart
with deep revere.
How did it
know my
sweetened tear?
Gift of Its’ shine,
a Love,
purely mine.
It rests
and entwines
with such Peace
as is Thine.
Such treasure
twice blessed
by the
One true Divine.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Artur Zdanowski
My Soul does Dance ~a poem by Linda Willows
My soul does dance in breaths that soar,
far beyond and through all sacred lore.
How do I feel as the heavens mist?
Dear God, t’s like the sweetest kiss.
My soul lifts more into Your arms
as dance I do with earth-born charms.
It matters not at all that I
Would motion all the sky to cry.
Not to weep for sadness due
But for joy of knowing You.
This my dance forever, until…
Be life, be joy, be freedom’s will.
©2012 Linda Willows
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Photograph by Niko Nedelkovski
