Reaching beyond

I love you, my precious winsome one. You are the wind that flows over my world, shaping the trees, shaking the leaves, caressing the grasses, battering the ridge rocks, and moving the clouds.

You are my sun, warming my back, lighting my day, causing life to flourish and warming the cold things to become updrafts to your glory. You are the essence of the vastness of the world from a mountaintop. You stitch my horizons and seal me under the canopy of heaven.

You are the delight of life and the curiosity in a wondering eye, the tenderness of a love expressed, the joy of abandonment, the laughter of freedom, the bubble of surprise, and the steady hand of comfort.

You are mine and I am yours. I choose to live in that place, that moment of being yours!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

( An excerpt from my journals – seeking to express the felt connection  to the spiritual reality of the vastness of that being who exists outside of my natural world and lives in spirit.)




the sound of a woman


caught between hunger

and the fear of what comes.

When poverty chokes

and there is no hope-

who do you turn to

for help that ends pain?



I’m sleeping

with someone who grants food

to my little baby,

and shelter from rain.

When love is a phantom

and pain is my friend,

how can I dream

of innocence so clean?



I’m reaching to touch.


even one ounce of love.

Haunted, thirst is profound.

Why can’t you see?

Why won’t you help?

Why does my role play

not reach to your heart?



shares my weeping.


wraps my heart.

Presence breathes – “I belong”.

Moments so precious,

seem easily lost.

Why can’t the world just stop?



comes with longing.


breathes in grace

as I shift how I see.

What keeps me hoping?

How will I laugh?

When will my spirit

sense home is my friend?

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Life’s wine


Air exploding,

mirth stirs spasms

unconsciously releasing heart’s stress.

Eyes watering, exchanging spark’s essence.

Bubbling over with Life’s smoothest wine.

Only one look – being convulses in glee!

Perspective shifts in friendship’s sparkling glow.

Quietness settles in, conversation meanders.

Comfort comes, belonging matters!

Feasting on Life.

Humming quietly.


Author – Bill Tidsbury

On Soaring Wings

When I fly, I soar above created things in the brilliant glory of who you are.


–  I shake and yet it feels so good!!

I move -Upward into fire.

Your presence surrounds me,

Your lightenings call forth fire.

There is a joy in gracious overflow that sweetness life.

It tantalizes my sense of grace.

It speaks of possibilities beyond my experience.

It speaks of sources that are ever deeper-


Sensing flavours,

elements that become so faint

when separated from their being.

They draw me in – they call!

I step in –

-something is awakening!

It tantalizes me with a thirst for something new,

– more colourful

– more energizing,

-more gracious,

-more intimate.

A zest that will always grow

more —more —More !!

More so marks the realities of the Kingdom of His Spirit!!

When I soar I live,

When I live, I am known!

When I am known I belong.

When I settle into belonging,

I have everything my Daddy God has released.


I’m released! – I’m no longer earth bound. I soar in the presence of forever!

And somehow – all this just makes me smile!!

Author – Bill Tidsbury