“Danced in graced prayer” a poem from LWillows


When I danced,
I felt the sweep of a such wind
Catching through all motion’s tone
All on the call from the notes sweet roam.

When I danced
I felt moments before all began
The breath before a pulse to start
Muscle, aim and the form would join heart.

When I danced
I felt joy freed in a gift
Spacious, open and light as a lift
Shared beyond measure, farther than space
Not of my own, but another, of grace.

When I danced
for a sweet time,
I was young, mortal kind,
afloat in God’s air
gifted this, such a dare
in life’s wondrous most cherished
and lovely graced prayer.

© 2018 Linda Willows

Ecclesiastes 3:11
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.


Color the Wind ~by Linda Willows

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leave nothing behind.
Color the wind
with my hearts dear unwind.

I’ll carry no burden
to weigh down
this flight.
At long last
my wings
are spread,
blue sky in sight.

cleanse all I find..
Empty my vessel
and bear me no bind.
Near is the Sun,
I am new. I am shined.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photograph by Barry Wayne Ackerman


One Breath to Dawn ~a poem by Linda Willows

One Breath to Dawn,
from misted dark night

Comes soon the bright,
home to warm all with might.

Moments brought along,
mark themselves in Love song.

Night calls out to Day
with a yearning heart’s belong.

Listen, hear the chords
that rise with Love’s Hue…

They dance and entwine
with the deep earth’s imbue.

Comes like a wave the next sacred Tone,
rising to crest then ascending to Throne.

Now, midst the calling, bid the sweet tender word
Whispered, as from angels, secret callings are heard…

…One Breath to Dawn
from misted dark night,

brings to waking, an enthrall,
and to a Spirit, bright delight.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photograph by Bodó Miklós

Turn once more ~a poem by Linda Willows

once more
from the dark,
let no cloud form
to shade,
that sweet light
which pours
and is made
of pure hue.

face the east,
hold your
close to
Call the winds
that protect,
summon all
of the

©2012 Linda Willows

Photograph by Ardo Inzhy