Monday, January 7, 2019

High expectations


Haiku of anticipation

High expectations
reverberate through Judah:
has the time arrived?

The baptising man;
we’ve been waiting for so long,
could he be the one?

They put it to him:
Are you the Christ-Messiah?
He answered them: No!

I wash with water
baptising to cleanse your sin;
he is so much more.

He comes bringing fire
to fill you with the Spirit;
set your hearts ablaze.

When the candidates
had all been baptised by John,
Jesus himself comes.

As he is praying
the doors of heaven open
Spirit-dove descends.

Heaven’s voice is heard,
(whisper, thunder, who can say?)
My beloved Son!


© Ken Rookes 2019

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