“Running With Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holy Spirit, Prayer, With Christ)

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Longing towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of hearts that longingly reach.

Held in the palm of a mystery that keeps
Lifted to skies in tall clouds that leap.

Here in the midst of it all, we remain
Each His beloveds, we reach -not in vain.

Running with Wind, we sing, we praise
There, in becoming with The Joy of all days.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

Romans 15:13 — May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.

 

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