Emptiful Vessels — The Poems of Fr. Séamus Devitt, C.Ss.R.

Persistent Love

Does a fish earn the sea
or I the air I breathe,
that I or we should strive
for our salvation?

ABBA now,
at last,-
Abba always in my past
but now allowed
within:

All flesh has become
Word
of Risen Lord within
among his people,
earth.

Only in the furnace-heat
of Love,
(God’s love for me)
can this hard heart begin
to soften, yield,
allow itself to be

Pure Grace
is all-
I cannot ask for more:
Pure Grace is everything
that I find in my store.

“From his heart shall spring….”- from mine shall well…
what wellings?-
Spirit, shadow,
grace and gunge,-
not ‘or’
but ‘and’:

The call to open up
some depth of heart
to so-long uninvited
Grace

“The Power
of Him…”
of whom?
of Him who raised His Son
from death,

Love is where I am
it’s what I now possess,
-a love poured in-
not any love, but
that which is of God,

“What have you done?” said He
to me
“with your anointing,-mine,
to you?”

BE JOY-FULL
in Hope-
Somersault your soul
Cartwheel your heart
with certainty of
Hope.

“Something is not enough”
of me
for Him
who asks not less than
every thing.