To where I lay my heart ~a poem by Linda Willows

To where I lay my heart upon,
a knowing calm breaks with the dawn.
The tide of all that came before
does wash like grace upon outpour.

I ease my limbs and fall towards
a cradle rocked towards my Lord.
Let lost all held to let, to above.
Allow this now, come sweet, come Love.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photograph by Li Ran

In Solitaire ~a poem by Linda Willows

In solitaire, I walk this morn,
with none but light’s soft hue adorn.
Within this path that finds my soul,
I pray Gods’ keeping, life found whole.
For in taking of all things;
such swift removal times can bring…

I root myself upon one Bright
and hold Thy stance with all my might…
In solitaire the Soul is known
begotten, loved and never Lone.

© 2012 Linda Willows

photograph by Kupanova

Petals beneath my footsteps ~a poem by Linda Willows



Petals deep silken fall beneath my footsteps,
I linger to feel each round cloud that soft lets.
Wanderings embrace of Love’s kindness retraced.
Oh, a bounty brings near such never-ending Grace.

Silver strands weave into budding new Heart,
announcing the tellings of shining path’s start.
Pull all of the sweetness, the flower, the rose,
make a parcel of this and see peace in repose.

Would that the droplet of this magical, such feat
could sprinkle like dew over all that may weep.
The silk of the petal upon the Path’s lasting way
could embrace and soften each journey’s bouquet.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photograph by Emil Motei