I stand upon one such sacred ground
not born of this world, yet here in Heart’s Mound.
Tender to touch and still fragile in trust,
I pray that Love’s Found in all Life’s Abound.
Willing to open with graced gentle flow,
I cast all lost tears and lay rest as I go.
Swept thus into, the whole of Love’s reign;
my soul, I pray, is freed once again.
©2012 Linda Willows