All of heaven reaches your branches,
and all of the earth beside your depths…
I pray beside your deep green wonder,
like a child with heart’s new breaking thunder.
The grass beneath is warm and soft,
a nest to hold this wandering guest,
that all tender souls might reach to your bend,
and fold in the arms God’s mighty tend.
Oh, keep me near such binds that set free;
held close in their fold, wrapped dear in mercy.
The substance of love reaches out as foretold;
my heart is embraced in the grasp of sweet hold.
Soft Heaven, Pray leave me, here tenderly.
I am sheltered, caressed and held by Love’s own decree,
captive of no other than Thee.
© 2011 Linda Willows republish 2017
On bended knee I find my own,
the way of simple ‘letting’ known.
Freed are all the burdens kept
out they flew, oh out they leap..
I bowed my head to let all dim,
The Love, came then, it soared; poured in.
My all curled toward the mercy Bright.
Heart folded round firm in this might.
Wrap me round and hold me tight,
I never want to leave this site.
Oh let the fetters of the day,
find their way without my say.
I need to Love on bended knee;
T’is how I die, I live, I see.
The glory All is farther than,
the Whole and heart of even me.
Life, its source, the beauty of…
comes free, but ‘Let’ from far above,
and when we bend our lives to Love
to live and die, to reach to see….
we arch in deep humility.
Touching portal veils that hold,
embrace of sacred love extolled.
©2017 Linda Willows; republish, ©original,Linda Willows 2012
Photograph by Kemil Kamal, his collection unique, expressive; gratitude for use of this wondrous art.