“The Beloved’s Last Roam”, a poem by Linda Willows

Words press upon page, oh too light to kiss,
Sweet motions set in; my heart moved to bliss.
Dancing between all the notes set free,
some, from ago – ones that wandered like me.

Hours blessed the days with whispers of prose
as I danced in gardens of winds laced with rose.
Oh, let me whisper, even sing in hushed tone,
some few hallowed words from this graced Godly roam.

See me and find me – at Your High Gate, I bow.
I am drawn to the heights of the Lord of the Vow.
Pardoned, entrusted, Your Beloved’s last roam. 
I dance in enthrall hearing whispers of Home.

Words press upon page. This, oh, too Light to kiss,
Find each of us, all of us – Yours alone, in such bliss.

©2015 Linda Willows (2013)

2 thoughts on ““The Beloved’s Last Roam”, a poem by Linda Willows

    1. Thank you, Peter..so true, all in reverence as well; the senses do transcend in themselves to a frequency that seems to sound a note deeper, stronger, more resonant to the Whole; we are in harmony to Soul, God and self, truest self, Core eternal-desire/love so full, compassion deep and all gives outward…linda

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