Haiku for the
watchful
Let
the walls crumble!
The
temple no longer serves;
welcome
the new thing!
Portents in the
skies.
How we love to
speculate,
what does it all
mean?
Don’t be led
astray.
Test their claims;
do they measure
up to love’s
standard?
Coming in the
clouds!
Expectations have
worn thin
in two millennia.
Is it really near?
Is the Son of Man
coming
to end history?
These understandings
from two thousand
years ago;
are we bound by
them?
Everything passes.
His words remain to
give life,
calling us to love.
Be watchful with
love.
Be eager in your
serving.
This is
faithfulness.
Midnight or cockcrow
or at dawn, it
matters not
if love is your
guide.
©
Ken Rookes 2020
Some haiku for teh Narrative lectionary, Lent 5
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