When sun does find my moon and sigh,
I pray to blithely spirit fly…
above the treetops in skyline
and onwards to such homeward thine.
My Heart be known for due review.
Let all the corners pour on through.
I fess, confess and kneel for bless,
as soul entire seeks Thy Caress.
Let my dancing soul’s recall
be one that offers loves enthrall,
and binds me closers still to Thee,
The Heart that Beats…Eternity.
©2012 Linda Willows