Hold this Dear Mountain
My heart does long for a mountain to hold
with deep embrace and prayers that unfold
into the sweetened winds, as all things are told.
Do you see the rock, the boulder, the tree?
They are each a friend, they are dear to me.
The mountain waits; the ancients see.
They bid my heart, they set me free.
Rocky heights rush towards a heaven rare,
Oh Holy Spirit, I feel Thee there!
My Own is lifted, endowed in this Air.
My soul soars throughout, as on the wings of a dove
In embrace with the Earth, held so rare, high above.
Nature’s shoulders keep vigil, they see; they love.
Oh, hold this dear Mountain, it’s the Lord’s Treasure Trove.
©2012 Linda Willows, © 2018 Linda Willows
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The aim of The BELOVED is to awaken Christian Unity, embolden Fellowship and inspire Hope. "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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Hi Linda,
Thee is such comfort in your poem.
I love “Nature’s shoulders keep vigil, They see, They love” ; such a comforting strength.
Christine xx
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I am glad, Christine. I have found such comfort in the midst of these “Shoulders”, they lean, listen, reach and receive prayers…..!
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soo beautiful like always 🙂
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Exceptional, with surreal sensory and imagery…..what a beautiful desire from your loving spirit…..thanks so much for touching us with your words and vision.
many thanks and warm blessings
Celeste
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Unusually beautiful celebration of a mountain and its treasures to satisfy our deep longings. Our Lord is recorded as speaking the longest from a mount. This is very significant to me. This moutainside photo in all its beauty points our soul’s eyes upwards to the light. Thank you, dear Linda.
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“Nature’s shoulders” – how absolutely beautiful … I long to hold the mountains too, I miss them so much, but for now, I hold them in my heart. Lovely, lovely poem, Linda ~ Julie xox
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Thank you Julie, I actually came up with that term out of love and a sense of Presence many years ago. Upon my own particular life experiences, as many that your heart may share, I seemed to open the circle of Heart and find embrace in life’s mysteries and beauties; all of God’s expression and love, in particular, Nature. I miss them too, I understand. Love to you, Linda
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Nice and beautiful. I love your posts
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thank you so much!
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Lovely poem! I resonated to your joy of the mountain, that feeling of the sacredness of Nature. And that photo is beautiful – all that green on the mountainside!
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thank you, Betty. Wouldn’t you just love to be in that spot?? I feel that I have! 😀
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Very nice – well written.
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Thank you, Dennis
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Lovely poem…:) but i must say pic is green 🙂
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thanks! :-), yes, from a professional eye, but in this one not going for realism, more mystical and most difficult photo to find! 🙂
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