“Whispering Futures”, a worship poem from L.Willows (The Glory, God’s Presence, Heaven and Earth)

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There rises a Tree, tall and strong
Branches wide, they stretch far and long.
Aching not breaking, seeking sun’s light.
Found in the midst of a deep forest blight.

“Weep no more, besides my shade
Beneath this earth in deepest roots
Reach the stories, speaking to tell-
cupped in His Spirit, watered well.”

Clouds form to treetops, they gather to sing,
whispering futures that angel harps note.
Mists rise from root to branches that sway,
There comes tomorrow -the Light of God’s Day.

The joy of the last weeping, they stand, to tell.
There rises a Tree, tall and strong
Branches wide, they stretch far and long.
Aching not breaking, in His Spirit, found well.

© 2019 Linda Willows

Revelation 22:16 -“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to testify to you about these things for the churches. I am the root and the descendant of David, the bright morning star.”

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