The Patience of Surrender

author’s note:

I could write the book on patience.  If I wasn’t so darn restless.


DEVOTION

The moment I saw you
I groaned with birth
in answer to
a premonition.

I could already feel
the weight of you
in my bones.
And nearly cried
with the pleasure.

I was hungry with waiting--

for a century
of days
I’d squirmed in the sand,
my movements describing
angels and snakes.

For another century
I lay Christ-like
on the water

until finally
I collapsed within,
I surrendered myself--

from that time on

--I devoted
this new life to a union
only known to me
through the prophecy
of dream.

© 2009, Michael R. Patton
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