POETRY, bare words blossoming

I encourage everyone to write and express Heart by writing, journaling and prayer. It is a remarkable journey of learning. We find the stories inside of ourselves as well. For me, it is about intimacy with God, love, and worship. 

Words can be like blossoms that fall from the heart. The more that we listen to the deepest parts, the more we fine-tune our ability to listen to the Spirit of God. That is where real poetry is, the only words that will ever matter.  The rest is us, calling to Him; it is our own bare words blossoming as we long for God.

Bare Words Blossoming

Here are some of the more than 200 Poems within the site over the past 9 years:

Here, in Far Home

The Eye of Joy’s Hold

Here in The Garden of The Summer’s Slow End

Called by Spring

Love in the Balance of Heaven and Earth

This is my Yes, my homage to You

God’s Lullaby

We are the Hearts

Green, hold my heart in this canopy of

From a Vast Honeycomb

Upon Prayer’s Bended Knee

All the Prayers I have Sung

This, but a Moment

A Wind Through Reed’s Prayer

Hold this Dear Mountain

Called by Spring

Here In The Midst Of

Bring to the Fore with Mercy’s Attend

The Love; its Joy- the All

A Raindrop’s Thirst

Praise comes to live in the Breaths of our Hearts

The Prayer’s Bouquet

Joy Comes in The Morning

God’s Tree

Love Never Fails, Ever-After, Everywhere

My Heart Tipped to Fore

Love Lives Near

Beheld by Our Maker, Loved from The Start

River Bridge that shines like Gold

The Rapture Of

Cupped in Love Pouring, Love Roaring, Love Sown

Silence that Pours Love

Loves’ Answer, Loves’ Promise, The Holy’s Engrave

Love Never Fails, Ever-After, Everywhere

God’s Holy Moment

Amidst Grace

Lord, This Old Tree

I Dance in Air

Muse from a Dance, Song Sung to Me

Love’s Gift, Life’s Thread

Silence Roars

The Nests of Red Barn

Arms Reach to Loved Ones

Here I am Gazing, Here I am Kept

Something Deeper Calls the Brave

I rise, I rise

Heart Breaking, God Quaking

The Joy is Seeking

Holy heart, hush – I hear Love’ s amend

‘Till Morning

Fragile

The Sweet Blossoms’ Soul

Heaven is open at the bend of the Heart

Love Whispers

We Can Be Love Walking

O Keep me in The Nest of You

On Bended Knee

The Days of the Miraculous

Cupped in Love Pouring, Love Roaring, Love Sown

My all was His River, Blessed Freed in Love’s Plea

I wait upon all in the drift of Your Will

Praise comes to live in the Breaths of our Hearts

Love’ s Grace Extolled

Praising, words raising

Given up in Prayer’s River

The Span of Our Dreams

Eyes to God

Thunder, Thunder, miles of Wonder

Hold this Dear Mountain

Oh, Love has called

Joy Walks Soaked

On Bended Knee

In Solitaire

A Raindrop’s Thirst

Would that I had Danced for You

Where goes my Soul

My Soul does Dance

I am the Heart

Take my Hand

Small as a Seashell

When the hills call me home

I, Woman

Sweet Love’s Roar

Take me with You, Wind today

Oh for Love-there I feel amidst branches of Thee

When the hills call me home