“Prevail”…..a poem by Linda Willows

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The toiled fragile weave that blankets this cry,
echoes far deep from within darkened heart’s sigh.

Undo this pressed coil that sears, Lord, it burns;
insignia formed as life left to adjourn.

Lift not the cover lest all spill in vain,
without Mercy, or Grace to hold the lost one’s refrain.

Mark every cry with the stain of His blood;
Given, Forgiven, washed through in Love’s flood.

Heart you must turn from such pain to Prevail..
when covered by sighs of the night’s broken derail.

Honor the Voice that intercedes death;
that steadies all Love and exhales our Lord’s Breath.

© 2016 Linda Willows
Photograph by Fren Hendrick

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