With heart in tow, I advance upon dare
The life that I have, is paved with deep care.
I must not want nor lose myself there…
Even my breath could be lost somewhere.
Spinning upon a few stones in the path
I steady, and feel the
lonesome of wrath.
in firm grasp.
Horizons each new
and painted deep blue;
They beckon my passion
to deeply know You. I hasten
to leave any hindrance undue.
Godly Sights, sacred dare…Oh, Keep me with you.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Dirk Juergensen