This poem was from a vivid dream, it was a “heavenly place” that I entered through a gate. It was wondrous, words will never describe it. I was ‘lifted’ into soft love, a paradise, a river, a wind, elation!
A Wind Through Reed’s Prayer
I have seen a place where we all rise
Where music awaits, that lifts clouds to skies.
All of the heavens are opened by the gate-
There in the roam of paradise elate.
Kept by a sweetness, I felt someone near,
All of life’s friendships, everyone dear.
Touched by such heart-songs, there I could dance
All of the songs seemed called from life’s trance.
Here in the midst of such love, I was called
The joy of a river that worships, enthralled.
Stepping out from all that keeps us astray
A threshold beckoned and swept me away.
There were no tears in this quiet place bright
Sunshine of warmth beckoned all towards the light.
I cast off a shoe, then the other, then free
Soon I was dancing with another like me.
I remember the Motion that swept through me there
cast like some other; a wind through reed’s prayer.
This from a roam at some heavenly gate
I rose to a journey in the spirit’s elate.
© 2019 Linda Willows
He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness.
1 Thessalonians 4:13-14
But we do not want you to be uninformed, brethren, about those who are asleep, so that you will not grieve as do the rest who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who have fallen asleep in Jesus.