“Whispering Winds”, a poem by L.Willows (Holy Spirit, Revival, Holy Joy, Hope)

Whispering Winds

Whispering winds dance
with treetops in clouds lace
Smiling in drifts
that go by without haste.

There in the dawn,
we witness God’s Face
Rising again,
from the night with such grace.

Windowsill’s light
and open with hope.
Therein, Hearts chatter
and sing the mornings elope.

Birds take to the air
in the new days excite.
Gathering with all –
God’s wondrous invite.

This Holy moment,
His Breath in the freeing-
The Joy that invites
all life to Love’s Being.

© 2021 Linda Willows

Romans 15:13 —May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.

John 16:24 —Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full.

Psalm 118:24 —This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.

 

“The Love That Grace Brines”, a worship Poem from L.Willows (Grace, Hope, God’s Glory)

The Love That Grace Brines

I see you in the Dawning,
In the love that Grace brines
Covered in starlight
with dew drops from God’s Vine.

There in hope’s garment
Bathed in His Light
The new day stirs wonder
with Holy invite.

I see you in forever
Embraced by Joy’s own
Heart leaping towards
Love’s Holy Throne.

I hear you in the singing
In the nectar that calls
In heart petals that open
Towards heaven’s enthrall.

In the now-time to ever,
from daybreak to then.
I embrace you in the call of God’s faithful, Amen.

© 2022 Linda Willows

Lamentations 3:22-23 —The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Psalm 115:1 —Not to us, O Lord, not to us, but to your name give glory, for the sake of your steadfast love and your faithfulness!

Psalm 62:1 —For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation.

“Here in The Garden of Summer’s Slow End”, a poem from L.Willows

Here in the Garden of Summer’s Slow End

Summer days seeming, long seeming to end,
The green deepens and circles to close every bend.
Birds spread their wings and fly low in the sky
Flocked to far away warmth into the sun’s eye.

You will always be there Heart, remembering that we are One.
Seasons change, time shifts, like the afternoon sun.
See the glow, feel the warmth, in the stillness that comes.
Here we all live where God’s love is spun.

Here in the garden of the summer’s slow end,
There are new beginnings, this in Love’s sweet lend.
When the birds fly like arrows with songs of mystery
Our heart goes with them, in joy’s jubilee.

Summer end days, Heart – summer’s redeem.
How we linger, here- how we long dream.
In the heavy full sweetness of the last swooning gleam.

© 2019 Linda Willows

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;