Haiku for the flock
It is wintertime
in Solomon’s portico.
They come to Jesus.
Delay no longer,
answer us plainly: Are you
he, the Christ from God?
Why are you asking?
I have told you already;
you will not believe.
The works that I do
are done in my Father’s name;
you cannot see it.
You do not belong
to my sheep. My sheep can hear
my voice. I know them.
My sheep follow me.
I give them life eternal,
they will not perish.
My Father gives them
to me; my sheep. The Father
and I are at one.
Ken Rookes 2022
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