When heaven comes to find our hearts,
the Mercy leaps, it parts from Faith’s start.
Even in the mortal years…
it gripped all pain apart from fear.
Nevermore a day to weep,
but joy to find in each life’s keep.
Hailed in the Life that finds birth’s love to reap,
The Wonder that wakens and stirs us from sleep.
How Love does stun the door apart
as Grace floods in our written chart.
More, comes More, in Holy Pour
The awe does stir our souls adore.
© 2016 Linda Willows