Haiku of fulfilment
They liked debating,
those Greeks, coming with questions
to put to Jesus.
He had a Greek name,
Philip; perhaps that is why
the Greeks approached him.
Things are climaxing;
the hour is coming. Glory
revealed in dying.
The grain falls to earth
to find fulfilment through death.
and is made fruitful.
This is the pattern
for living that is true; death
overcome by life.
My soul is troubled.
It’s not hard to imagine,
what might lie ahead
This is the reason
I have come, not to retreat,
but to embrace death.
The world has been judged;
rulers who wield power, fear,
will be driven out.
When I am lifted
love’s power will be revealed;
they will come to me.
© Ken Rookes 2021
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