With all I am, I called your Name,
My heart in the pause of mortal pain.
No night must hold my form from you
Or bind my veiled and shadowed view.
Instead I am a child forgiven;
Comforted, held, healed and forgiven.
I am your own, redeemed; love-driven.
Alive to seek you in a daily wake.
All Heaven’s quake in the hush of Name’s sake.
When called by You such Love reveals
Your power, Lord, Christ Jesus heals.
©2014 Linda Willows
Photograph from the portfolio of satrifoto.livejournal
Heart curves to the Face of such beauty seen,
‘Tis Nature’s sweet bidding, these tender lights green.
that ease all burdens and grasping’s that lean,
This ancient cathedral of Gods’ sweet serene.
Come close and allow me to breathe all of You,
Love blesses each morning that sprinkles the dew,
I pray that Your wonders could wrap me full through,
Your Hidden – such Beauty; we are safe in Its pew.
Let me hear the whispers of how the wind sings,
I long to imagine the sweet chords that ring
as the Heavens fly through the trees tops soft swing.
I am wrapped in His Nature, such a winged joy’s King.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Sergian