In the Arms of The Dove….a poem by Linda Willows

ZWOMANSOULFR413227Romina Dughero

In soundless tears my soul did weep
and reached towards bold love’s sweet keep
within a brightened canopy of stars
The Lord spilled grace upon mortal scars.

They fell into cloudburst of white light
that danced through my heart with gentle might.
The joy did follow ever after that night
When bare I was, in the Lord’s Graced sight.

Healed dear, as a child, in the arms of The Dove;
My soul then twined and found in His Love.
Each tear caste away in forever’s foreplay….
Oh Lord, mark the night, for You Rule Heaven’s Day.

©2014 Linda Willows rewrite, 2016

Photograph by Romina Dughero

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