To become
fruitful
Haiku for
gardeners
Rotten stuff happens
to both good and bad
people;
it’s not
punishment.
When people suffer,
have empathy; don’t
blame them
for imagined sins.
These words are for
all;
reflect on where
you’re headed,
be ready to change.
A vineyard owner
plants a fig tree,
comes looking
for fruit. There is
none.
Three years to
produce
and still the tree
is barren.
Let us get rid of
it.
The gardner shows
grace.
One more year, some
manure
and care: Let’s
see.
Always one more
chance.
So our master seeks
for us
to become fruitful.
The chance to bear
fruit;
justice, love and
hope-filled peace.
Always one more
chance.
©
Ken Rookes 2019
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