River runs through me full of fire.
Rolling, turning, twisting without tire.
Gathers the rock, the root, the twine,
lifts from the bowel all that was mine.
River runs through me all the way to
the places, secret, hidden and true.
Linda Willows
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The aim of The BELOVED is to awaken Unity, embolden Fellowship and inspire Hope to all. "Our hearts are confident because of God’s Love, encouraged by the joy of His Loving Presence, gathered together by the enduring power of His Spirit."
Linda's journey includes writing, prayer, and daily devotion, "surely, I know less and less as my heart empties to the majesty of Seeing Jesus Christ".
With a love for people expanded by extensive travels to more than 20 countries and work in regions of crises, she expresses a lifelong dedication to the Heart of what unites us - God's Love. Willows was the Founder and Director of a non-profit Humanitarian NGO with the United Nations. Currently she is devoted to community, writing projects and Christian outreach.
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“river runs through me full of fire” what an awesome intermixing of elements to illustrate a passion. LOVE IT! i also really enjoy the momentum this poem pics up. very well done
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