Very Day

Very Day

By Melissa Haskin

August 18, 2009


Gaze. Countenance.
Fell like snow-filled light.
Magnificent purity given.
Smooth on my face.
Shining. All. Around.
Mobility upward wings of flight.
Taken heart to riding.
I remember that.
The very day.
Day of Joy Filling.
Day of Life Giving.

I remember that.
The very day.

Breath catches to pause. Selah.
Your movements capturing blindest blackness.
Fragrance rising in desolation.
Wayward hearts done searching.
Find no lack.
Rest comes softly, kindness knocking.
Justice is undoing
Wrong.
Gone.
You sit enthroned. I extol.
Renew this of what they say; in words with reverence.
Day of Salvation; fullness expanding ever more.

I’ve decided to want it all.
Running running running
Mercy Seat.
Immanuel. Weight of the wonder of “With me.”
Stronger than death.
No eye has seen, no mind has conceived.
Prepared for me.

That You think upon me to the depth.
To the depth.
Releasing in righteousness worship found.
Higher closer nearer
Dreaming and hearing.
Founts of old washing stains removed.
Very day.