Promise asnd hope

Haiku for the shepherdless

They came back to him,

eager, full of their stories,

telling what they did.

We all need a break,

let’s find a deserted place,

away from the crowds.

They went in a boat,

trying to get clean away;

didn’t really work.

They watched them leaving

made haste on foot, got there first

to welcome the boat.

They were a great mob,

like sheep without a shepherd.

His heart ached for them.

And so he taught them

many things. Then he fed them;

meeting their hunger.

And then they sailed on,

landed at Gennesaret;

still more people came.

Wherever he went,

from across the whole region,

they came to be healed.

He came among them

with the prospect of freedom,

a promise of hope.

© Ken Rookes 2018