I seal all vows crossing hand over my heart.
The prayer, my call, it is a wondrous start.
Your Mercy, My God; an answer did part.
It was not a whisper, it was not a word.
You came with the moon like a nightingale bird.
So grateful I am that I was startled to wake.
The light, wind and might was one not to mistake.
Heavy tears rose up heaven’s bridge through space.
All, now Your Own; I whirled to Godly embrace.
My eyes, closed, my heart, full of grace.
The stars swept through a galaxy new,
Each not alone, all given by You.
©2011 Linda Willows