Inspirations by Linda Willows
“Pour through me with the sacred Tone
Allow your Words to find space to roam,
Throughout all my dreams of what You may be,
Leave no censor or bind, that may blind me to see.
All, thou are All; in each blade and sunbeam;
Such flows of thy wonder, fathomed beyond deepest Dream.
I feel the mystery of your presence in the morning dew,
In each flower, the hills and the endless blue view.
Let me take leave of my senses if they impede the way
Let go of all that blinds Sight of your True World on this day.
Pour, Godly Good, all the worlds’ beauty needs to be
filled with Your reveal in sacred tone’s reverie.”
©2012 Linda Willows