This Haiku: Newsflash

There’ll be no demise
Just unabashed living
With heart-stopping views

Matthew 4:19

This Haiku: “I’ll Go First”

I’m feeling demure
But three words may compel me
To bring my best suit

Love speaks the next line
When it feels that all is dark
Yes that’s what love does

Too much of some thing
-it pulsates in me. Too much.
But Light lines my path.

So silly to see
A leopard shed his soft spots
But I’d pet you still

Beautiful, beat hands
it takes, to humbly ask for
a second blessing.

It’s when at long last,
man’s forehead is seared with the
dawning of his gift.

I am held captive
By a Spirit sworn to heal
It won’t accept “No”

I am Electric
Who will search the sky for me
Who will dare hold me

This virtue will find
(like a heat-seeking missile)
more hands that will serve.

Together they’ll sow
(with an urgent compassion)
that more hands may reap.

An Angel reminds
Where we will find our refuge
Who is All In All