“As I fall up” ~a poem by Linda Willows
As I fall up
my arms stretch wide.
I feel a winged
sky born stride.
The clouds pass by
like mists that soar
and tumble round
soft Heaven’s door.
I wish no thing,
I want no more.
This Moment’s rise
‘tis All Adore.
Falling up I shed,
I leapt.
The Glory Light
flew in…
I wept.
©2014 Linda Willows, (republish, 2012)
Photograph by Liloni Luca
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Linda's own walk includes writing, prayer, and daily devotion, "surely, I know less and less as my heart empties to the wonders of Seeing Christ".
With a love for people expanded by extensive travels to more than 20 countries and overseas work in regions of crises, she expresses a lifelong dedication to the Heart of what unites us - Love. Willows was the Founder and Director of a Humanitarian NGO with the United Nations for more than 20 years and is usually caught in a smile; life is filled with gratitude.
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The imagery alive within your words makes one’s spirit to dance….beautifully written Linda! Have a wonderful holiday season!
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