I am covered low in love divine,
as one braced soft in a sacred vine.
A wreath by day, thou lights heart shrine.
And come the night, Star shine, Soul’s brine.
The eyes of Heaven opened, revered.
Holy, holy, Our Lord comes near.
with the hush of prayer, I bow low, sweet with tears,
Oh Father, Abba, my Lord, You are here.
© 2017. 2015 Linda Willows
“Heart, Patched by Grace”
This heart, patched by Grace from such mercies above…
Has been covered by acts of full kindness that poured-
And landed to all of my parts that then soared.
I bow upon friendships and Your Godly known Love.
Yes, Lord I can fathom how in all life, You
Do live throughout all the miraculously formed;
From even the smallest and most humble cause…
Life rumbles to quake Your Love’s birth and imbue.
© 2017 Linda Willows
Lord, pull my heart and wrap me round
the whole of love’s immersed, endowed.
Now drown the hallows of life’s waves
into such depth of Your sweetened gaze.
I cast all towards Your certain way
and leave behind what binds and pleas.
I’ll carry not my burdens there,
For in Your care I am freed as Love’s heir.
I bid my heart to rise to love
and walk as one born boldly new.
Holding, keeping, living, reaping
All lived from the glimpse of none but You.
Love sighted by such awe of the heart…
O Lord you have set my soul aglow.
It births..it gives all life a new start.
I reach, embrace and shall never let go.
©2017 Linda Willows