Hope runs to freedom, skies fill with blue,
Valleys and mountains are cast in love’s hue
The dawn of a new day rises to crest.
Announcing, pronouncing, God’s will is blessed.
Tears run to streams of waters that light
Sparkle, like thousands of angels at night.
Dreams come to fore, they break in the days
Comforted, soaked in mercy’s sweet gaze.
Love runs to freedom; lives filled with You.
Worlds within worlds come tumbling through.
Running to love, we declare, we attest
At the dawn, from the dawn, All will be blessed
© 2020 Linda Willows
Revelation 7: 16-17
They shall hunger no more, neither thirst anymore;
the sun shall not strike them,
nor any scorching heat.
For the Lamb in the midst of the throne will be their shepherd,
and he will guide them to springs of living water,
and God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.
Isaiah 25:8 —He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from all faces, and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, for the LORD has spoken.
Heart curves to the Face of such beauty seen,
‘Tis Nature’s sweet bidding, these tender lights green
that ease all burdens and grasping’s that lean,
this ancient cathedral of Gods’ sweet serene.
Come close and allow me to breathe all of You,
Love blesses each morning that sprinkles the dew,
I pray that Your wonders could wrap me full through,
Your Hidden – such Beauty; we are safe in Its pew.
Let me hear the whispers of how the wind sings,
I long to imagine the sweet chords that ring
as the Heavens fly through the trees tops soft swing.
I am wrapped in His Nature, such a winged joy’s King.
© 2018. 2012 Linda Willows
One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of the LORD And to meditate in His temple.
Your eyes will see the King in His beauty; They will behold a far-distant land.
Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it. Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.
Speak my heart, hope – it longs, it lasts,
throughout and until these times, it casts.
Let me be like a child,
taking sweet cover
in the great mist
of our God’s Great Hover.
How His peace stills,
how it becomes,
like a sky wrapping
soft clouds in its’ other.
Speak my heart – hope, it longs, it prays.
It whispers of Your Glory and bows with praise.
Tomorrow, find blessings for each and for all,
let us be a new dawn in Love’s mighty call.
© 2020 Linda Willows
Numbers 6:24-26 –The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
Psalm 31:19 –How precious is your steadfast love, O God! The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
John 16:33 –I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.