Dedicated to my father, John Francis Haskin, R.I.PCesium of Faith
by Melissa Haskin July 8, 2009
Sunday afternoon rolling in on the tide.
Time is not.
Undertow reciprocation sucking back the yearning.
Purity is crying.
Waves cresting and relinquishing.
Breakers crashing again to the shores.
Causal devotions and affections washing over me.
Fallen down; not moving.
Heart beats faintly to this distant anthem somewhere inside of me.
Wanting that which is seen with eyes that do not blink. A cesium of faith.
Only You, Eternal flow; A voice like Yours; none as sweet.
Homesick release.
To where my yearning is a birthing.
Beginnings bringing baptism.
Awakening the sonship inheritance which Benevolent Father gave.
These shores lined by familiar faces.
A cloud surrounding me.
They wait to greet my simple strength.
I have not to give.
Yet impossibly finding resource to surrender. Grace.
Contributing willingly.
Captivated unmeasured breath of hope.
Asher. Life.
Love is the offering.
Refined like silver. My cesium of faith.
by Melissa Haskin July 8, 2009
Sunday afternoon rolling in on the tide.
Time is not.
Undertow reciprocation sucking back the yearning.
Purity is crying.
Waves cresting and relinquishing.
Breakers crashing again to the shores.
Causal devotions and affections washing over me.
Fallen down; not moving.
Heart beats faintly to this distant anthem somewhere inside of me.
Wanting that which is seen with eyes that do not blink. A cesium of faith.
Only You, Eternal flow; A voice like Yours; none as sweet.
Homesick release.
To where my yearning is a birthing.
Beginnings bringing baptism.
Awakening the sonship inheritance which Benevolent Father gave.
These shores lined by familiar faces.
A cloud surrounding me.
They wait to greet my simple strength.
I have not to give.
Yet impossibly finding resource to surrender. Grace.
Contributing willingly.
Captivated unmeasured breath of hope.
Asher. Life.
Love is the offering.
Refined like silver. My cesium of faith.
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