Haiku of commission
John writes his postscript.
Some disciples go fishing.
The fish elude them.
Daybreak. A man stands
upon the shore: Cast your nets
on the other side!
The nets are weighed down.
So many fish. They struggle
to haul them on board.
It must be the Lord!
Fisher-disciple Peter
jumps in, wades ashore.
A charcoal fire
with bread and fish. The stranger
offers them breakfast.
None ask, Who are you?
Strange observation; must be
different, somehow.
Thrice Peter is asked
Simon, do you love me? He
is hurt. Lord, you know.
You know I love you,
Peter affirms. Feed my sheep;
follow where I lead.
Risen Jesus, Lord:
give us courage to follow,
even unto death.
© Ken Rookes 2022
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