“The Nests of Red Barn”, a worship poem by Linda Willows

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from L.Willows- I remember peaceful times, hearts filled with dreams; hopes and promises of tomorrow. There is still a peace that reigns beyond all circumstance. We can live in the fullness of God’s Grace. His promises are eternal. All seasons of our lives and of the world that we live in belong to Him. I trust God who loves and reaches to each of us with care and comfort.- June 2020

The Nests of Red Barn (L.Willows 2016)

Winter’s green fields come round full of grace.
Valleys run deep to catch the sun’s lace.
Hills and mountains run full yonder cast
a lavender grey mist woes deep from the vast.

Nearby farmhouse stand upright, straight and red
held generations are warm, bred and well-fed.
And as the horses, goats, cows all graze in the fields,
it seems that they know of a treasure there sealed.

Peace lies in the whispers and the hallows of red Barn;
In the huddle of chickens and cat nesting in hay yarn.
Here is the core of all life on the farm,
All rest on the eve of a home next to each,
each creature sweet nested, with Farmer in reach.

© 2016 Linda Willows
Photograph by Maleah Torney

“The Moment That God Made”, a poem by Linda Willows

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Stillness comes in the sweet summer’s green eve.
I sit in God’s vast and gaze. Oh heart, I believe.
All becomes wonder, a calm hushed serene,
cast in the joy of the surrender’s unseen.

Tendered sweet breezes lift and float by
tossing the meadows; the birds rise to fly.
A lullaby hums from clouds far, far above-
I feel we’ve been blessed in this hour with Graced love.

Green feathered leaves dance in the sun’s warm light,
rustling, whispering; they reach to delight!
How deep is my wonder of the moment God made-
undisturbed, unknown and from heaven portrayed.

© 2016 Linda Willows