“I Dance in Air” a poem from L.Willows

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I Dance in Air

Dance again, this motion of
Comes the tide from where, from There
Kept towards all gathered love,
this the heart that keeps me bare.

Surge to home until fill round
Reach to heavens edge, oh, dare.
Kept toward all gathered found
Here I dance, I dance in Air.

© 2018 Linda Willows

One thing I ask from the LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the LORD and to seek him in his temple.

Psalm 27:4

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“Sweetly Offered Tepid Tea” poetry from LWillows

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Awakening in time I rose
No sound or soul knew of the hour.
In the expanse of an echo’s call
My heart, it woke and rose in enthrall.

Lifted by an unseen hand,
As if one gentle found me there
Lying small, curled up in alone
Like a child within her Father’s throne.

Interrupt the pulse that runs
Breathe in the one that hides from you.
Yield the woman-child to bind
All of life once more soaked through.

Indeed the hour brought night to day-
Carried, gifted, all Your way.
Sweetly offered, tepid tea
Bathed in the brew of life, like me.

© 2018 Linda Willows

Isaiah 10:27
And in that day his burden will depart from your shoulder, and his yoke from your neck; and the yoke will be broken because of the fat.”

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“My all was His River, Blessed Freed in Love’s Plea” a freedom praise poem from LWillows

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I longed to be free, to unencumber, unbind,
To loosen the gristle that clung to heart’s twine.
What I saved from the past now was held, stood still;
It had wrapped me in slivers of a shrapnel grille.

My spirit felt soar, it could climb, it could dream.
Within were the seeds of The Lord’s harvest seen.
Oh, holiest reach all within was at hand,
But the heart; the mortal – such death kept its stand.

Morning next I awoke to a sacrifice given,
From the depths of my soul, a hallowed grace-driven.
Split apart like a dessert that rose for God’s sea,
My all was His river, Blessed, freed by Love’s plea.
Poured and awakened, I had been set free.

© 2018 Linda Willows

We celebrate Freedom, we have the honor of freedom in this country, what a gift. I woke today in awe of an even greater gift, God’s Grace, the wondrous life given in the Walk with Jesus Christ. Scripture whispered in my heart as I woke. Verses drifted by. I was overcome with what I have been given. I realized that nothing was more important than the Freedom that life in The Spirit of Holiness in Grace and This Freedom. I looked at everything in my life, each small burden, and the larger ones. I met with the ones that seemed insurmountable. Everything took a new perspective. With Jesus, it is all changed. With Jesus, I become Free. I do not belong to the hills and valleys that shift like the sands of a desert. Everything parts in front of me and a Holy River opens wide with a Blessing as His Spirit Floods everything with God’s Goodness, Mercy, and Love. This is the Sea, the parting, and the Freedom. It is the Grace received. It is the Love of Christ on a morning of awakened Freedom. ~ Linda 

2 Corinthians 3:17
17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.

John 8:36
So if the Spirit set you free, you will be free indeed.

Galatians 5:1
It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.

“Float-Fall in Love’s Call”, by Linda Willows

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photo by Christopher Peddecord

Float-Fall in Love’s Call

In motions deep, my limbs move to fall.
A calling, one stirred by lone notes that call.
Singing, sighing, oh with such desiring,
To rise and reach with all love’s recall.

How tender the sum of years in life’s all,
When love runs the motions, we turn in enthral.
Wondrous the weight of time and distance so small.
Oh motion, my limbs they the float-fall in love’s’ call.

© 2017 Linda Willows