“Godly Dare”, a poem by Linda Willows (Know God, Trust God, Love Forward)

Godly Dare, by L.Willows (2012)

With heart in tow, I advance upon dare
The life that I have, is paved with deep care.
I must not want nor lose myself there…
Even my breath could be lost somewhere.

Spinning upon a few stones in the path,
I steady, and feel the
lonesome of wrath.
Dizzying memories
bring heartbeat
to fast
Before
the earth
seizes,
my soul
in firm grasp.

Horizons each new
and painted deep blue-
They beckon my passion
to deeply know You.

I hasten
to leave any hindrance undue.
Godly Sights, sacred dare,
Oh, Keep me with you.

©2012 Linda Willows

 

Joshua 1:9 –“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”

Ezekiel 1:12 —“And each went straight forward; wherever the spirit was about to go, they would go, without turning as they went.”

“In the Care of Your Glorified mists”…a worship poem by Linda Willows

nature“In the Care of Your Glorified mists”

River flow into and through my heart’s spilling
Rested weaves trickle through tides of the wave.
Calm in the knowing even sweet in the breaking
Of leaves from the past that are swept into waking.

How slow is the morning when comes after weary
Succumbed to the pace of a time slowed to soft.
Heart lives come tumbling like stone dust to be shown.
Joy frees in the sparkle of reflections then known.

Wrap me round full in the river that lifts…
Calmed by the sounds of His Spirit-soaked time.
Lord, leave me in the care of such glorified mists,
I’ll always be well, ever loved by Your gifts.

© 2017 Linda Willows

Take my Hand, a poem by Linda Willows

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Take my hand heart, dear
come along,
we are walking
we are new.

All of God’s garden,
feels our footsteps
beneath the dew.
Round grow the blossoms
they, open for you.

Feel dear, how the winds lift
As I turn, whirl,
dance love’s hue.

Heart, dear
find the silence
lest my words lose in weep.
Wonders, blessings, beauties,
these are all our to keep.

Please, dear, see farther,
there is land that waits to greet.

Hand, dear, take my hand
our journey lifts
to a garden sweet.

© 2017 Linda Willows

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OLandscapeFR16059914-lgMartyn FoxHeart, dear…come along,
we are walking
we are new.

All of God’s garden,
feels our footsteps
beneath the dew.

Round grow the blossoms
they, open for you.

 Feel dear, how the winds lift…
As I turn, whirl, dance love’s hue.

Heart, dear…find the silence
lest my words all lost in weep.

Wonders, blessings, beauties,
these are all our to keep.

Please dear, see still yonder,
is a land that waits to greet.

Hand, dear, take my hand and
lift our journey soft to sweet.

Linda Willows

Photograph by G. Martin Fox

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