Arms Stretched Above, Love
Long, long ago, my soul poured me into dance.
Invited I was, into a heavenly trance.
My arms did rise with grace to a heaven rare.
I swirled into joy, in love’s beloved care.
Immersion never lost its life or hold
throughout all years; or now, as I become old.
My heart is gripped with a stirring power
that motions its passion and marks every hour.
Would I dance again this lover would weep
for all the years that I did not keep
the promise of fidelity to this life’s true love
undying, unyielding, memories of arms stretched above.
©2012 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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Linda, your poem is as graceful as the dance you love so much. I love the flow, the phrasing and your word choices are exquisite. I’m adding your beautiful blog to my own blogroll, so that I can visit again and again – this is like finding a rare jewel. Lovely. ~ Julie
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This poem is dancing gracefully from beginning to end Linda – I love it!
“My soul poured me into dance” – that’s just beautiful.
When did you stop dancing? Or maybe you still are. Maybe we all are, not necessarily physically, but I know my spirit dances now that I have found poetry.
Christine
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Thank you. A performing career is short. I started danced professionally at sixteen until late twenties and was classical trained with all life inside the studio since I was seven. Much traveling was from company touring. Years later at 52, I returned to one famous Maestro in NYC to heal an serious physical impairment. It was most challenging journey, but like a reunion with Love. I healed completely. That time my soul was matured, able to fill and merge with body, heart, mind and dance. It was ecstacy. I had to stop abruptly. Circumstances forced a move far away this treasured opportunity.
I agee completely, poetry is very much like dancing. I feel the same passion of motion when I write. This dance continues.
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Thank you so much for you gracious comment, Julie. I look forward to knowing you!
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Very good!
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Thank you new white bear, I appreciate your visit, I will explore your site too!
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Just to let you know I have nominated you for the Versatile Blogger award, for more information see here http://choccat.wordpress.com/2012/01/11/versatile-blogger-award/
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Congratulations on your award!
Linda
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Exactly what i wanted to read this morning, thank you 😀
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