“Whispering Futures”, a worship poem from L.Willows (Hope, God’s Presence, The Vine)

There rises a Tree, tall and strong
with branches high that reach far and long.
Aching not breaking in the Sun’s light
Found in the midst of a deep forest’s blight.

Weep no more. Come beside my shade
beneath the earth’s deepened root glade.
Listen to the stories, there to tell-
cupped in God’s Spirit, watered well.

Clouds run to treetops, gathered to sing,
whispering of futures from our Lord, our King.
Mists rise from Root to branches that sway,
There. Come Tomorrow- in the Light of new Day

Whispering futures from long ago gift.
Clouds float to treetops in angel songs lift.
Aching not breaking, we are drawn to the Sun’s Light
We rise to Home with Godly Invite.

© 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.”

Zechariah 8:12 —or there shall be a sowing of peace. The vine shall give its fruit, and the ground shall give its produce, and the heavens shall give their dew. And I will cause the remnant of this people to possess all these things.

“The Promise”, a poem by Linda Willows

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“The Promise” by Linda Willows

For all joy the heart keeps, still in times we feel loss,
Abandon, life’s fate, or the circumstances cost.
Whatever is chosen, the moment is dear,
for surely what in happens comes by what we fear.

Whatever we plead from love to come forth,
seems the price of our loss as it draws back in force.
Yet The Promise is stronger than any life course,
We are granted our fill from Birth moment until
the Secret unveils and God’s Love prevails.

Hand in heart, Joy not apart our lives cannot not lose-
We are the ones that must love more and choose.
Never the ending in this mortal life,
We boast of the grandeur with only more strife.

See The Joy now and don’t shed the tear,
God’s Glory is triumph beyond all that appears.
Clasp on to the Other with all might and love,
We all are in His family, with Heaven Above.

© 2016 Linda Willows

Love joys at the moment ~ “Blessed”, a poem by Linda Willows

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My heart does sing
in the dawn of your Face
Hidden beyond
a shining cloud’s lace.
A Universe bows,
Light sparkles in space;
Far comes to near
in a moment’s embrace.

Love joys at the moment,
Heart fills with God’s sea-
In deep prayers’ grace
and atonement’s decree.
I bow to be a witness…
I bow to be blessed…
For in this sweet moment
God’s door has been pressed!

copyright 2014 Linda Willows