The Joys’ Adore….a Poem by Linda Willows

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The Joys’ Adore

Wonder fills with awe and praise;
Daybreak stills my heart to gaze,
Upon the silent thunder of…
Your Presence, Peace and sweetened Love.

Though burden and pains may break with the dew
All burdens do lift in sight Lord, of You…
Tumbled forth, oh given, saved, rumbled into,
the  Joy and Adore of Your first holy Pew.

With hand upon heart and bled dying parts
I pray with glee of their glory depart.
Oh all in this view must give to You
even hopes and dreams must stand in a queue!

Glory path you shine before
this given Heart, this joy’s adore.
Be ever more in me: Lord, I Wake…
Though thunderous cries may fall at daybreak.

© Linda Willows 2015

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“Heart of Peace”….. a poem by Linda Willows


Oh Soul, you surge, you arch in love
in gentle passion’s reach above…

For Heavens’ quest is nearer than
the length of Love, the Heart of Man.

Find me turning, find me Out
The Glory called, my name; Devout.

I hear the thunder of Joys’s rain,
Clouds part asunder, Light to gain.

Oh Soul, you let the every part,
come forward, bow and then depart.

Naked stillness forms the glove
of Godly Peace..given to Love.

©2015 Linda Willows
Photography by Hans Peters

“In Solitude” ~ a poem by Linda Willows

In solitaire I walk this morn,
with non but light’s soft hue adorn.
Within this path that finds my soul,
I pray Gods’ keeping, life found whole.
For in taking of all things;
the swift removal times can bring…
I root myself upon one Bright
and dearest thing with every might…
In solitaire the Soul is known
begotten, loved and never Lone.

©2014 Linda Willows, republish 2012

Photograph by Kupavna