
The Rapture Of
The moment pours,
and falls into
a river filled
with sweetened roars.
Home to roam
throughout all time
they rest, sublime
and weep no more.
Calling all,
called they
come bear beside
heart stay; heart stay.
The new day comes
to speak, to say,
“Here is love-
the rapture of,
come live, live free
in God’s away.”
In timeless carefree
waves that run,
rainbows
lift like birds
in God’s sun.
River, river, beauty of,
your rapture
lives beyond as Love.
© 2018 Linda Willows
Psalm 86:4-5 Gladden the soul of your servant, for to you, O Lord, do I lift up my soul. For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in steadfast love to all who call upon you.
Isaiah 59:19 So they shall fear the name of the Lord from the west, and his glory from the rising of the sun; for he will come like a rushing stream, which the wind of the Lord drives.
Beautiful artwork and amazing words. I did enjoy.
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thank you, John~ appreciating your words very much as well!
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Beautiful poem with perfect cadence ❤
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~~~grateful
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