“There You Are”, a poem from L.Willows (Grace, Hope, a New Day, Healing)

Somewhere,
in the day that tomorrow brings,
I see you smiling.
Your eyes are sparkling with dances
that light in a new horizon.
You are gathering;
swelling, like waters that fill into rivers
that pour Love into view.
You are new.

Somewhere,
in the day that tomorrow brings
I see you healed;
your sweetened heart revealed.
Your life joins with beloveds,
in an eternal embrace.
You are in the arms of Grace.

There you are,
in the dawn
that rises up to meet you,
wrapped by the most tender mercies
and a blanket of prayers.

There,
entwined, encouraged and seen;
you are with each good thing.
You are in Hope’s dream.
There, I see you.

There you are.
Somewhere dear-
Not a far smile away.
in the Promise, near
of a bold new Day.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Philippians 3:13-14 —Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

Ecclesiastes 3:11 —He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end.

Isaiah 43:18-19 —“Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.

“We are the Hearts”, a poem from L.Willows (love walking, the Beloved)

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This little poem speaks of the life-journey. We can be hearts that are challenged throughout life, yet ones that rise above and are lifted – loved through the seasons of all- brought to the Throne of the Beloved.  (Linda Willows)

We are the hearts that beat until
there is no other silenced will,
in places that would rather be stilled-
We challenge yet to feel and spill.

Dare us not to fall away.
Dare our souls to rise this day,
wrapping each our own fate’s stay
with love that Keeps, that binds our way.

When the season comes to find us home,
soften us, Lord, by brine, we have roamed;
lived from within each corner of the Stone
loved, drawn, by the light of your Throne.

And due will be the Glory of
such mighty freedom from Above.
Our hearts will find their dear Beloved,
there will be with the deepest Love.

©2012 Linda Willows, © 2019 Linda Willows

“Here In The Midst Of”, a worship poem from L.Willows

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In times so pressing, we lean in, we need,
hearts cupped with wanting,
for belonging, life’s creed.
Here in the midst of
hours formed to days,
Love calls for our witness,
Love seeks our ways.

With all unfolding, before us, we ask,
What can we do now
What will outlast?
Here in the midst of
all of our need.
Hearts cupped with wanting,
call Love’s intercede.

© 2019 Linda Willows

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
Psalm 46:5

Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:10