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
