How this Love winds, throughout life’s line,
etching through lives, throughout all time.
The promise was given, of worth, at birth-
spoken in whispers, like a hush from deep earth.
Heaven bends to grant from gracious God’s gift
leaving such beauty, we gasp in love’s drift.
How can heart mother such moment as this,
born in time’s wonder, in the womb of such bliss.
Each of us, children; fostered and found,
fathomed by stillness in the wake of might bound.
Tender this Love as it winds through our lives
here in the midst of such Beauty, we dive.
© 2019 Linda Willows
The Lord appeared to him from far away. I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore I have continued my faithfulness to you.
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.