Sky Tears Touch
(photography, Michael Hotze)
Sky Tears Touch
Rain-cloud pour through
the night cloud air.
Dare all of me to
have no further care.
Leave all of my hearts own
fallen weight and ware.
I will be light with the Dawn
as it comes in the morn;
After night of sky tears
touches the hearts
of all lost or forlorn.
We shall be poured by grace
and Love, all life born anew,
In the blazing horizon
of God’s every hue.
©2012 Linda Willows
Born Amidst a Thousand Stars
Born Amidst a Thousand Stars
My heart was born
amidst a thousand stars
that exploded in the night.
Nested in galaxies
Formed by Divine Hand
miracles to behold,
This is God’s Land.
Sacred awe wept joy
at such meeting
No other birth could
Fathom such greeting.
Such galaxy within
reflects the eyes of That Love
radiance knowing,
from far, near and above.
©2012 Linda Willows
Out-pour
Out-pour
Like so many blossoms in the night,
we unfold in the darkness, despite the darkness;
even because of the darkness.
Our might is the flow that will not sleep nor dream, even if we do.
It is Life, Itself; breathing, feeling and expanding Its Heart throughout our being.
It is a dawning forever of That which presses to out-pour
and emerge from the darkest hour to the promise of its mercy and power.
Linda Willows
