Monday, June 14, 2021

The storm

Haiku of stillness


After a long day

telling stories, parables,

Jesus needs a break.


Suggests a boat trip.

Let us cross the lake; we can

leave the crowd behind.


He slept in the stern

as winds gathered force, and waves

beat against the boat.


They woke him. Teacher,

don’t you care that we perish?

He spoke: Peace, be still!


Rebuking the wind

and commanding the sea, he

speaks, and all is calm.


Why are you afraid?

He asked them. Where is your faith?

They were filled with awe.


Who, they ask, is this?

When our boat is being swamped

he brings us order.


Speak your word of peace

into my turmoil, Jesus;

let my waves be stilled.


© Ken Rookes 2021

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