Haiku for illumination
They walked in darkness,
languishing, all hope was lost;
but light is coming.
We were blanketed
in deep darkness, but on us
God’s light is dawning.
We can now rejoice,
like when the harvest is good,
or sharing the loot!
Our heavy burdens
are lifted; our subjection
has come to an end.
Our blood-stained garments,
our oppressors’ boots, become
fuel for the fire.
A child has been born
for us, he shall reign for God
as our Prince of Peace.
Endless peace is ours;
the Lord of hosts will do this,
ruling with justice.
© Ken Rookes 2022
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