Monday, April 10, 2017

He came, touched by God.

Haiku for those who dare to hope

He came, touched by God,
sharing human pain and death;
brushing us with love.

The aching sadness.
He's gone, along with our hopes.
Can life endure death?

The promise of life,
our hearts strong with excitement,
crashing to the earth.

We weep for ourselves
as we shed our tears for him;
lifeless in the tomb.

Is anything left
from the storehouse of his life?
Was it for nothing?

A few words remain
from his wisdom and stories;
let us remember.

Surely not the end!
Darkness, hatred and fear
must never prevail.

Dawn's radiant light
confronts insistent darkness;
will it overcome?

We have heard rumours,
we want to believe they're true,
that somehow he lives.

Go on, look within
for the resurrection glow;
incandescent love.


© Ken Rookes 2017

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