“Starshine, Soul’s Brine”, a worship poem by Linda Willows

I am covered low, in love divine,
as one embraced in sacred vine.

A wreath by day, Thou lights heart shrine.
And come the night, Star-shine, soul’s brine.

The eyes of Heaven open revered,
Holy, holy, Our Lord comes near.

A hush of prayers bow low, sweet with tears.
Father – Our Lord, He is here. He is here.

Pour Love ravine, from caverns etched,
unleash the streams -come dancing fetched.
Such Holy moments do announce
Christ the King, with arms outstretched.

©2014 Linda Willows

“I live in God’s Garden” ~with Linda Willows

I live in God’s garden in midst of nature’s bliss
Forest quakes to Dawn’s Light with the touch of its’ kiss.
Heavenly Home deems Peace into all mystic green.
All awakens from fore to live in Love’s dream.

Take forward my Heart to the Love yet to be
As I wander throughout such mysteries of Thee.
I live in God’s garden, as one in Love’s Trail
Such home is earth dwelling, Peace is it’s true Hail.

©2012 Linda Willows