praying for rain

When I met you

 your faith was like an ocean 

Immeasurable depth and impossible to cross 

Sometimes it would rage on
Forcefully lapping the earth into submission 

Sometimes it would be quietly rhythmic
Dependable
Ceaseless
But even when foul weather would roll in 

and cover it from sight
I always knew that it was there
Beneath the cover of fog and wind
I could hear it's steady rhythm
Like a heartbeat
Pulling me that much closer to God himself
But lately I can't hear the waves
The steady lapping on the shore
Replaced by eery silence.
There is no fog and yet I can't see the water
There is no wind yet I hear nothing
Did the earth swallow your ocean?
Did the skies cease to rain upon your waters?
Did you separate yourself from the life spring?
Will the salt water of my tears
be enough to dampen your earth once more?
Will my prayers return your ocean to you?
I will wait upon my knees and pray for rain.