The wrap of sweet comfort rushes home, blushed and full,
Like thousands of petals in a sweep of Love’s pull.
Nodding, I smile at hushed words that I hear…
Of Eternity’s Heart bidding us each to draw Near.
Call me, Oh bind me to the Name of this Rest,
Lavish is the measure that would count such Love pressed.
I abide in the Grace of a veil that parts Love;
All the heavens revealed and Joy lets from Above.
© 2016 Linda Willows
28“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.29“Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS.30“For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
Take one thousand years, the ones etched in all hearts
the longest forever’s, the keepsakes, life’s parts.
Then empty the chambers of all that pulls back
what hides and winds secrets of pain and love’s lack.
Lord, these are the hearts that most dearly need you
The broken, the suffering, the lives lived deep through.
My own just as all, pressed with trials darkly set
Taken, lost shaken from night’s epithet.
Oh Heart, carve a place for forgiveness to dwell.
Let the past fall to Now in His Mercy’s groundswell.
May each come to bare in the innocence of
a sweetness that comforts with Limitless Love.
Thousand years to forever we all join the fore
Emboldened, entrusted to walk through God’s door.
Bare me, Lord dare me; I would walk, I would do…
All in your namesake, Lord. Lead us to You.
© 2016, original 2015 Linda Willows
Photograph by Jarrod
Meet me there
in the sweet green knoll
breast of my Love,
that garden of ole.
Feel the grasses wind round
and blanket the earth
with palms turns upwards,
mounds of God’s mirth.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photography by John Wickline