“The unraveling veins of redemption”…..a poem by Linda Willows

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In the morn after night as your shadow turned north
I woke in the press of deep absence; remorse.
My heart ached your soul-print, from core of life’s birth,
such ancient sentenial, long kept to withstand
lives near and born of my own blood and God’s hand.

No mourning can alter the graves carved of scars past,
not sorrow or “righting’ nor apology lasts.
Kneading, rewinding, retreading reviewing-
the retelling deceives and devours promised grasp.

Show some new binding that mends sorrows cry
Spread it all in the dark where shadow hopes die.
Protect every heart and stand near life’s door-
that no one would ever be lone in love’s pour.

An Eastern light opened this prayer in the graves;
Pray, press on, don’t let fear smite the brave.
Hallowed in presence o’er the bind of blood vow;
The issued decreed that we heal and allow.

What always endures, for all veins holds joined in birth;
is the bond of blood’s let and the soul’s keep unearthed.
Mother, to shadow, son’s grievance most deep;
pray God heal such wound and fold all in Love’s Keep.

Pulse of all heartbeats cannot lose time.
I lived back through my errors, my trials, death and crimes.
But Our God wrapped me round in the folds of dove’s silk,
And He tendered my heart like a babe seeking milk.

My shadow lost still walks north in quest of depart
Once my hearts treasure, now a soldier torn apart.
Turn again, my dear shadow, birth child of the dawn.
Come home to born vein, eternal from ever…
may God grant redemption, all hearts never severed.

© 2016 Linda Willows

Photograph by Jarrod

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3 thoughts on ““The unraveling veins of redemption”…..a poem by Linda Willows

  1. Few realize, nor ever put into words such as these how precious is the blood in our veins, how it connects us to each other and to our earthly Mother … The wisdom of the heart goes far beyond anything the brain could ever know … May love abide with you throughout the New Year !

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    1. thank you, this poem was much to reveal..our bonds like part of ourselves…blood in our veins is like our spiritual life that sustains us and give us God’s own to “live”, be born into, and sustain, bearing all again throughout, and the heart may close or, in time open to its source, and early bond

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