Keeping, Praying through the nights of your thunder,
Souls brave and bright may find storms stir their wonder.
The God of all Names’ trusting Hearts may shake,
Yet all seek the Light, seek You out, while rumbling skies quake.
Each bind to that which keeps their God intact.
It holds lightning back should the ‘unknown’ attack.
As waters rise each bind thicker in separate love.
Closer to their Divine, yet somehow only “Above”
We pray for peace with each one on our mind
Yet might not bless heart in person if not “one’s own kind”.
We twisted the story and broke our God’s Heart
When we turned away our faces from the Love of all Parts.
In these times all tears flood into one sea
Not into piles separated by blood, you and me.
The ocean hold all the rains and all the cries
In a body whose vessel sustains and supplies.
Need you allow the lightning to flash and break
to stir up the rocks and lifts tides to quake
To lifts us to see that we live in “Your State”
How mighty are we in division or hate?
My Lord, I love thee in so many names
Your people are vast and all blessed with many claims.
In each I see you and find my way home.
You are all, you are Love; everywhere I lift a stone.
©2012 Linda Willows
(photo credit: Boris Bogdanov)