still praying and filled with the wonder of God’s Kingdom…Linda
In This Holy heart we bind, twine and mend,
swept into the Grace of a Wind’s never-end.
Spirited, edified and humbled; we bend…
called by deep whispers of ancient Ascend.
Such mysteries fold in veils of Love’s Scribe;
they scatter like seedlings in pastures that hide
the fruits to Become – the Word’s All glorified.
Press it deep into us; be our hearts, beautified.
Calling, we know. We are close. You are near.
Never again could this world quake our fear.
Spirited, edified and humbled; we cheer…
All of God’s Kingdom has come. It is here.
© 2016 Linda Willows