Haiku of the coming
In the beginning.
They are
indivisible,
the Logos and God.
Into the nothing
the Logos-God
mystery
find their voice and
speak.
The word, now
spoken,
all creation comes
to be.
Here is wonderment.
The Logos brings
life;
life and light for
humankind,
defeating darkness.
Logos, always there
in the world he
created,
passes through,
unseen.
Among his people
he finds no welcome
nor home.
The loss is their
own.
Yet some received
him,
believed, and living
by faith,
were made God's
children.
To be born of God,
transcending earthly
limits;
this, then, is
glory.
The Logos took
flesh,
our flesh, and lived
among us;
full of grace and
truth.
©
Ken Rookes 2016
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