Lift off this frame that designs me so
My heart cannot still, it must learn to let go
Allowance may pour through the fount of Love’s door
Yet the fray of dark days sets new fires at the fore.
Pull out through the flames lest none but Thy Light
May bring You close; find my heart in the night.
Lift my heart’s name that resigns me so
I cannot let will be alone in such tow.
Come mark my tent with your sacred Love’s pour
Call me out. Let Life in. I hear Its’ sweet roar.
Bless every year, every tear that let go.
God take the frame, for the Heart is aglow.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Jorge Maiia