FOOTPRINTS IN AWE
Lifted through the clouds I fell to Thee,
As if my all could float and fly free.
Like a child of God in sweetest roam,
Swept near, swept in so close to Home.n
The sky above led to Your Throne,
and the earth below was heaven’s own.
Gateways opened upon rainbow lights.
Love’s door opened with tender might.
The moment stood still as if apart,
Vivid with color; time soaked my heart.
All of my life and being was held
in a pillar of Light, a joy drift that swelled.
“Surge”, my heart said, don’t let this go.
Life could take you back in its tow.
Oh, the beauty, the Love, the wonders I saw,
I wept joy in my soul and made footprints in awe.
© 2017 Linda Willows
Isaiah 61:3 — To grant those who mourn in Zion, Giving them a garland instead of ashes, The oil of gladness instead of mourning, The mantle of praise instead of a spirit of fainting. So they will be called oaks of righteousness, The planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.
Jeremiah 9:24 —But let him who boasts boast of this, that he understands and knows Me, that I am the Lord who exercises lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things,” declares the Lord.