“Running With Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holiness of God, Pray- Hope, Kingdom of God)

Running with Wind

Longing towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of our hearts- they longingly reach.

Held in the palm of God’s sky in deep sweep. 
Lifted like archers in tall clouds that leap.

In the midst of it all, we reach not in vain,
for in His beloveds, in His Spirit, God reigns.

Running with Wind, we sing Holy praise
There, in becoming with The Joy of all days.

Sending, a Kingdom by reach that reigns Love.
cast for all to gather, by His will from above.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

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.

Isaiah 57:15 —For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.

“The Love in Our Midst”, from L.Willows (See Jesus, trust God, unfolding Season)


Oh Blossom of yesterday, come forward, come near
Let Your fragrance be known, fill the springtime this year
Grant full Aroma, Sweet pouring from You-
Holy Spirit, Lord Jesus – come to us, be our view.

Show us your Glory, the beauty amidst.
Drawback our veils that hide Your Exist.
There are such blossoms that long to unfold
Everywhere budding, Your stories untold.

Here, we are called, There we beseech
All hands are upwards, asking, they reach.
Days turn to the season, times such as this
Lives in alone time; hearts reminisce.

Show us Your Glory, the Love in our midst. 
Drawback our veils that hide Your Exist.
There are such blossoms that long to unfold,
Everywhere budding, Your stories untold.

Keep us beside You; soft held and dear.
Let Your fragrance be known, in the springtime this year.
Awaken the forsaken, bring all back to Thee.
Miracle, budding, blossom coming. We trust, we foresee.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 4:14 –“For if you keep silent at this time, relief and deliverance will rise for the Jews from another place, but you and your father’s house will perish. And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this?”

Exodus 3:18 –Moses said, “Please show me your glory.” 19 And he said, “I will make all my goodness pass before you and will proclaim before you my name ‘The Lord.’ And I will be gracious to whom I will be gracious, and will show mercy on whom I will show mercy.”

Psalm 143:8 –“Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.”


“Whispering Futures”, a worship poem from L.Willows (The Glory, God’s Presence, Heaven and Earth)

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There rises a Tree, tall and strong
Branches wide, they stretch far and long.
Aching not breaking, seeking the Sun’s light.
Found in the midst of a deep forest’s blight.

“Weep no more, besides my shade
beneath this earth’s deepened roots.
Reach the stories, speaking to tell-
cupped in God’s Spirit, watered well.”

Clouds form to treetops, they gather to sing,
whispering futures that angel harps note.
Mists rise from root to branches that sway,
There, comes tomorrow -in the Light of God’s Day.

In the joy of the last weeping, they stand, to tell,
“There rises a Tree, tall and strong
branches wide, they stretch far and long,
aching not breaking, in His Spirit, found well.”

© 2019 Linda Willows

Revelation 22:16 -“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to testify to you about these things for the churches. I am the root and the descendant of David, the bright morning star.”