Love Revival ~ the mound of God’s Pew, by Linda Willows

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Love tenders itself back again
Found and found new.
Swells into a heart’s reaching
the soft mound of God’s pew.

Tender hands press
to warm
earthen clay
mellowed by waters,
waves rushed to the fore.

Callings, prayers, whispers
and a weeping full let.
All in the break of
Atonement’s reset.
Soaked in the tides of
tender reprieve. Formed
in new mold by Loves tender hold.
This is the refining
of a hearts’ greatest gold.

O Bless the revival
of Love
in such seasons
We find our homecoming
are purposed, see meanings.

Love tenders itself back again
Swells into heart reaching
the mound of God’s pew.
Hand of The Beloved
pressed to warm earthen clay
Lost, given, forgiven…
All on this day.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photography by Dmitry Ageev