Two Carol Lynn Pearson Poems

I read this poem in Good-bye, I Love You:

I dim,
I dim--
I have no doubt
If someone blew
I would go out.
(115)

Later, Carol Lynn Pearson added

I did not.
I must be brighter
Than I thought.
(141)

But I can't add the same at this point. I can only stick to those first five lines.

Here's the next poem. Do I have enough faith for this? I certainly need a miracle.

It's time, Father,
For the gulls, I think.

My arms shake
From flailing my field.
I sink,
Broken as the little stalks
Beneath their devouring burden.

I yield it all to you,
Who alone can touch all things.
It's time, Father,
For the gulls.

I will be still,
And listen for their wings.
(119)

(The story of the gulls here.)