“Take my Hand”, a poem by Linda Willows

OLandscapeFR16059914-lgMartyn Fox

Take my Hand

Heart dear, come along
we are walking, we are new.

All of God’s garden feels our footsteps
approaching amidst the earthen dawn’s dew.

Round grow the blossoms turning
each towards the sun, like dancers on cue.

The soft breezes lift and hush, whispering
winds that beckon to me and to you.

Heart, dear, take the silence
lest my words become lost in weeping.

Such wonder walks amidst beauty and
forever blessings come in the reaping.

Please dear, see beyond,
to a land that waits to greet.

Heart, dear, take my Hand
and let our journey run softly to sweet.

© 2017 Linda Willows
Photograph by G. Martin Fox

Love Spill ~a poem by Linda Willows

While gone thee now,
the heart knows not..
it beats
still daring
life its lot.

shifted overnight;
soft illusions
came for light.
scraped and
Love reduced
to sifted quote.

While gone thee now,
the heart knows not still..
it beats
life caring,
daring love spill.

©2012 Linda Willows

Photography by Shari-sulistiawan