When the world quakes with lives that suffer and plead;
Mortal hearts unwind; all our buffers recede.
Night whispers do groan from the might of God’s girth.
A moaning that aches in plights of His Earth.
The battle that calls us; the weak and the strong,
to stand up and walk in the fires that grow long…
Defies us to slumber, to harden or to rest
and motions our souls to embolden the quest.
No hunger nor thirst could deny such a call
when lives turn to face the redeem of God’s All.
In the midst of all rumbles and darkened night mists,
We turn to the One that receives our heart’s lists.
When the world quakes lives born into Love’s seed.
Mortal hearts come to wake in a Graced intercede.
Blessed then with the dare and the faith to proclaim
Worlds turn, souls Wake; Day calls Glory by Name.
© 2016 Linda Willows
“As I Fall Up” ~a poem by Linda Willows
As I fall up
my arms stretch wide.
I feel a winged
sky born stride.
The clouds pass by
in mists that soar
and tumble round
soft Heaven’s door.
I wish no thing,
I want no more.
The moment’s Prayer
is all adore.
I shed, I leap.
The Glory Light
Find me -Worship,
in leaping skies
amidst clouds embracing
hearts that rise.
in celestial towers
home I am,
again, with You.
As I fall up
my arms stretch wide
my heart, my all
lets Holy glide
This, the entry,
this, the call-
at the font of God’s enthrall.
©2014 Linda Willows, (republish, 2012)
Photograph by Liloni Luca
Love witnesses Itself in Glory’s abound.
It plays in the fields of God’s almighty mound
In swirling designs that display beauty’s law,
It seeks our amaze as we tremor with awe.
I walk towards and into Sacred Heart,
abandon all veils that would keep us apart.
Then swept into heavens that spur Love’s ignite,
My soul is caressed with such wondrous Light.
Held as dear lover, true mate, and One note,
I am flush with God’s cover, immersed to devote.
Now ever as witness, one that bears the embrace
A soul, ever near, bows to Loves Holy Face.
©2012 Linda Willow; reprint 2014
Photography by Belua Gheorghe