Monday, December 5, 2016

Magnificat: a haiku sequence.

Haiku for a revolution

A young teenager,
so the ancient story says,
offered up a song.

The girl is with child;
this is a thing of wonder,
of hope and of joy.

Nobody special,
she is God's lowly servant;
humble, accepting.

Magnifying God,
she sang with praise, rejoicing
at God's strange favour.

Mercy unconfined,
across the generations,
for those who trust God.

God's strength surprises
to scatter the great and proud
in their vanity.

From their noble thrones
the powerful are brought down.
Let the day come close.

The poor, down-trodden;
these will be elevated
to God's chosen place.

The hungry will eat,
they will dine upon good food;
the rich will miss out.

From this young girl's lips
came words of revolution.
Most disconcerting.

© Ken Rookes 2016

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