“All the Prayers I have Sung”, a poem from L.Willows


Will you feel all the prayers that I have sung?
Here in the closeness, as stars brine in God’s One.
How I have held you, with your heart in such love,
given you over, to Love; Him, Above.

Do you know that I love you forever and more?
When the moon comes upon me I’ll soften the clouds.
Finding all goodness to hold you, to restore,
to keep you, dear heart; wrapping you to the core.

Do you know that I love you forever and more?
After days part, in soft dreams cover,
I sing the pictures that fly like sweet darts,
there they go lightly like birds to God’s heart.

Will you feel all the prayers that I’ve sung?
Here in such closeness, as the stars brine in God’s One.
Each minute, each hour that bids holy view-
calls Heaven, Love’s mercies. See, they open for you.

© 2019 Linda Willows

Psalm 66:19 “But truly God has listened; he has attended to the voice of my prayer.”

Psalm 139:2-4, “You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely.”

1 John 5:14 “And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us.”

“Why I Let Her Dance at All”, a poem from Linda Willows

Once before
a lullaby.
then all goodbyes.
in the heart of vows
turned a life,
the corner of
to dance all the way home
and motion love.

We were the dances,
we breathed in the art.
We lived inside
of the hope of in our hearts.

As gentle ones,
we lifted up -free.
In those dear flights,
she danced.
It was me.

We flew, we roamed-
in faraway lights,
and dreamed of life
in a sweet Jubilee.

Then as if
in an embryo
lit in distant space adrift,
she faded far
to times ago,
curtained within
my memory’s glow.

Turning back,
I can see her call,
asking why
I let her fall.
Why she broke
in such enthrall,
why I let her dance at all.

Come again
and be with me
know that Home
is safe and free.
Stretch and
step love forward till,
we dance
the all
of The Love that fills.

© 2017  Linda Willows

“Take my Hand”, a poem by Linda Willows


Heart, dear, come along,
we are walking, we are new.

All of God’s garden feels our footsteps
approaching amidst the earthen dawn’s dew.

Round grow the blossoms turning
each towards the sun, like dancers on cue.

The soft breezes lift and hush, whispering
winds that beckon to me and to you.

Heart, dear, take the silence
lest my words become lost in weeping.

Such wonder walks amidst beauty and
forever blessings come in the reaping.

Please dear, see beyond,
to a land that waits to greet.

Heart, dear, take my Hand
and let our journey run softly to sweet.

© 2017 Linda Willows


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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