Monday, September 18, 2023

Bread from heaven

Haiku for the hungry




We’re hungry, Moses.


More than hungry, we’re starving,


here in the desert.




Why did you bring us


to this barren place? We had


good food in Egypt.




We might have been slaves


but we never starved to death.


You’re killing us here!




God heard the complaints;


Fair enough, I’ll give them food,


teach them how to trust.




God had an answer.


I’ll rain down bread from heaven.


You can gather it.




Just collect enough


for each day. Don’t be greedy;


trust for the new day.




Except the sixth day;


gather enough food for two,


rest on the seventh.




There will be meat, too.


At evening quails arrived,


and with the dawn, bread.




Twasn’t strictly bread;


flakey stuff, cov’ring the ground,


but you could eat it.




In desert places


you have to keep trusting God.


That was the message.




Ken Rookes 2023

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