In soundless tears my soul did weep
and reached towards bold love’s sweet keep
within a brightened canopy of stars
The Lord spilled grace upon mortal scars.
They fell into cloudburst of white light
that danced through my heart with gentle might.
The joy did follow ever after that night
When bare I was, in the Lord’s Graced sight.
Healed dear, as a child, in the arms of The Dove;
My soul then twined and found in His Love.
Each tear caste away in forever’s foreplay….
Oh Lord, mark the night, for You Rule Heaven’s Day.
©2014 Linda Willows rewrite, 2016
Photograph by Romina Dughero
Would that I had danced for you,
become muse in the spirit of His grace and its hues.
Dance fallen before and after music sung through,
as the heavens crossed into earth’s joyful debut.
Arms fall up and limbs softy lift,
caressed by an other that floated wrapped in Gods drift.
Who can be partnered with such holy gift,
Oh, I danced and the music rushed, so was my soul kissed.
In my bones and flesh are formed God’s design.
The motion that came to bless could not have been mine.
Surely His pleasure part of a mystery divine;
that Glory, Joy and Love be all ours to live,
as He motions each to His Sacred Shrine.
Would that I had still time to dance,
or ever may; could there still be a chance…
You would see my soul and the rapture of love,
for God lifted me through, filled and wrapped from above.
©2016 Linda Willows
Please enjoy the collection of Beautiful Dance Photographs included
I was pulled into the past with a vision of my mother’s face
Time had weathered the details of her beauty and grace
The last time I saw her she was in my arms and just passed.
My heart held and called to her. That night was our last.
All of our dreams and hopes snapped in mid-air
As a raven takes a sparrow without destiny’s care.
I encountered her not in mists and the hell alone for me.
Impossible, I thought, that such silent stillness could ever be
Rippled clouds formed a drift that stretched through the sky
Even now I can feel an overdrawn and stitched sigh.
Nothing was expected; I held my breath as time went by.
The steps I took without her, led mostly to deep ache
I ran, upheld, returned, prayed and fell to many a searing mistake.
It was my surely time to journey and climb quite alone.
yet I wished, so deeply wished that her love would keep me,
take fear from me, in the times that needed a home.
Time and again I felt God’s heart and blessings near
It was I who had left, hurriedly, with loss of heart’s Dear.
The body and its presence are not the measure of love
It is surely just a shadow of what lies above.
Mother, I love you. To your soul, I bow.
I see you. I hear you. I recall and awaken to the Vow.
In silence is the chorus that you taught me to Hear
The message of Love, eternal, sacred and near.
© 2016 Linda Willows, 2nd publish
© 2011 Linda Willows
I feel a dance within my heart,
pure light does move my limbs;
arms reach high and lift to sky-
leaps and turns peel out to fly.
All that hinders fall behind,
all that wanders comes to find-
this, the dance of all twining mankind;
Oh the joy that soaks Love’s brine.
When I thus dance within my soul
I see you therein, Each, All, too;
lifting me up and out into the blue-
casting my flight into heaven’s sweet pew.
All that binds me now must fray,
all that blinds me pray, fall away;
in this dance of the soul’s sacred way-
Oh find me Love, in the deep prayer of Today.
© 2016 Linda Willows
Photo © Sharen Bradford (Yuan Yuan Tan principal dancer for the San Francisco Ballet performing Jessica Lang’s ‘Among the Stars’ during the TITAS Command Performance.)
In solitaire’s hours my heart beats to the still;
love wakes through all silence, it rises uphill…
meeting therein all fellows of love;
Your servants, my brethren; the family above.
Breaking through layers which shed shadows that cast,
all I would be or sleep through to the last.
Oh Holy, do deepen my promise so passed.
This moment alone in the temple of my soul-
with curtain drawn back in wait for Love’s whole;
it presses eternity into a day…
as I wait upon God, bowing low in doorway.
For after the hours of mortal hearts’ glow,
are glories of the Kingdom, even now ours to know,
You wind us, you bind us, through heaven’s rainbow.
Then fill me again, with all hours cleansed through,
That my heart is given and given anew.
Lord solitude wakes us to listen- find Grace.
It wraps us with You in such soft love’s embrace.
© 2016 Linda Willows