Sacred flame burrow in to out
winding the bend of Godly route.
Life formed new in creations hold,
in God’s own hand, my soul quickens bold.
Reaching in, with sacred vow given,
Breath to heart; His glory risen.
Holy might does bind this seed,
treasured by Love – born and freed.
Captured in wind, dancing with light,
my heart motions to quake this night.
Flame of love meets shining embrace.
Mercy quickens the fullness of Grace.
© 2014 Linda Willows