Worship is dancing to the Face I adore,
A rapture of seeking, a heart’s joyful implore.
Spilling the melodies of the prayers of Love’s kind,
Oh Lord, I motion with my Heart’s full unwind.
This, but to You Lord, for no other would know,
How fully and deeply my heart’s crevice goes.
Unlike an earthly carved place of Love’s meet,
It winds all the way into this ancient heart’s beat.
Worship is apart like one precious pearls’ shine
It glints like a thousand stars blinking in time.
Gesturing, healing, heralding heavens to sing…
Love casts us to prayer, to worship Our King.
© 2017 Linda Willows
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"We can be Hearts running, towards Love's beautify. Pray us encouraged, enthroned by God’s cry".
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Linda's own walk includes writing, prayer, and daily devotion, "surely, I know less and less as this heart empties to the wonders of Seeing Christ".
With a love for people expanded by extensive travels and grateful joy in her heart, she is usually caught in a smile. Willows was the Founder and Director of a Humanitarian NGO with the United Nations for more than 20 years and is a former professional Ballet Dancer.
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