“Muse from a Dance, Song Sung to Me” poem from L.Willows

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Muse from a Dance, Song Sung to Me

O heart, heart where have you been,
you woke with a quake, with love’s rupture in.
Muse from a dance remembered from song,
long ago, long ago; lifted life’s wrong.

O come near, and sweeten, deepen this time-
live again, bind all and wrap her as thine.
Muse from a dance remembered from when,
all of the fragments flew back to time then.

O heart, heart breathe into this air,
fill with the soft, with the peace of love’s dare.
Muse from a dance, song sung to me,
lifted from hope in the way of prayer’s plea.

© 2018 Linda Willows

2 Corinthians 2:9
“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

Psalm 34:18
The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

 

“To be Born only in Flight”….a poem by Linda Willows

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To be Born only in Flight

When the hours stilled- with yet more to soar,
This heart, it would break, fall into a roar.
Not one demure, nor sweetly cured…
But such with the power of time endured.

Times lapsed around, and all passed by.
Memories were stilled, but the dreams

they will fly.
Not the small ones, gone from sight…
But those that ached to be born only in flight.

© 2017 Linda Willows