Petals beneath my footsteps ~a poem by Linda Willows

Deep silken petals fall beneath my footsteps,
I linger to feel each round cloud that soft lets.
Wanderings embrace of Love’s kind mortal face,
Oh the bounty brings lesson of ne’er ending Grace.

Silver strands weave into budding new Heart,
announcing the tellings of shining path’s start.
Pull all of the sweetness, the flower, the rose,
make parcel of this and see peace in repose.

Would that the drops of this magical feat
could sprinkle like dew over all that may weep.
The silk of the petal upon the Path’s way
could embrace and soften each journey’s bouquet.

©2012 Linda Willows

 

Photograph by Emil Motei

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16 thoughts on “Petals beneath my footsteps ~a poem by Linda Willows

  1. Quietly immersed tonight listening to meditative centered music. And then I read your poem. And dream of Petals of Peace falling on the path and at the feet of all mankind. Healing the Earth. A beautiful poem Linda.

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    1. Thank you mei. You have a good sense for wording….bouquet has an esoteric meaning…referring to Scent. Scent is symbolic of Spirit, holy Spirit, or the Great Blessing by the One. My love to you, Linda

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  2. Would that the drops of this magical feat
    could sprinkle like dew over all that may weep.
    The silk of the petal upon the Path’s way
    could embrace and soften each journey’s bouquet

    really lovely verses love reading your poetry what this thank you share with us

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  3. Yes – this resonated with me a lot Linda… the silk of the petals on our path, no matter what that path might might look like … always something to savor and to guide us .. to comfort and to offer joy. This is the path of never-ending Grace … we just have to notice it, be grateful for the ‘sweet rose’ I believe… I’m going to appreciate those petals beneath my feet – promise! xo Much Love to you dearest friend ~ RL

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    1. Yes, Robyn…those sweet petals are the Presence of Spirit and Grace….Grace which is of the body Itself of Manifestation of the Unlimited Presence, and Spirit, which is the presence of Its’s essence or “scent”. We literally walk upon a path formed upon the body and essence of The Presence….Love. Linda

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    1. Thank you for your beautiful insight, Bobbie. Grace is a Constant, one most True Experience, there for one and all at the moment of our Heart’s opening. All my love and friendship to you, Linda

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  4. “Pull all of the sweetness, the flower, the rose, make parcel of this and see peace in repose.” … oh, I do love these lines, Linda – and the beauty in your last stanza brought tears to my eyes, my dear friend. This is a soul prayer, a blessing, and I thank you for your beautiful words. ~ Much love, Julie xoxox

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