Haiku: Sunday Thought

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“In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.” King James Bible, 1 Corinthians 15:5

How much do we know?
Who can say what is to come?
Breathe in each moment

Copyright Francis 2021

I Believe (for Advent)

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As the song relates
in my happy-ever-after moments:
I believed in the Israelite.

What a circuitous, tortuous route
this mind has been dragged through,
chained to the runaway horse

called magic, or deception,
along with most of the world,
sore and buffeted

through cyclone and fire,
the machinations of men.
I take on board

the doubts and conjecture —
did such and such ever exist;
yet I have studied the shroud

and the napkin of truth — to me
science and the Spirit are one.
So this year as Advent moves

relentlessly on to that crystallization,
when Sol’s southern tropic is reached,
with the death of the sun,

the incarnation of the Son
and the Word,
switching northward towards Light and hope,

I feel my soul and sinews ignite.
This time, more than any other time,
I believe in the Israelite.

Copyright Francis 2020

earthweal weekly challenge — advent

‘Faith Alone’

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When the world breaks down,
when I grasp at something solid
and I see it fall
as dust from my hand —
I still have you

Some call you faith,
a little voice inside saying
“you’re watching a movie”,
that nothing is real
or what it seems,
while all the time I sense darkness
descending, closing in

So please stay close
and assure me,
be my inner solidity
and remove this misery;
tell me that all shall be well —
all shall be well

Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Inspired by: ‘all shall be well, all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well,’

Julian of Norwich, from ‘Revelations of Divine Love