The Temple’s desecration
Provoked our Lord to Wrath;
He snatched a whip and drove them out—
They took an evil path.
Into outer darkness,
Their backs a rich bloodbath,
Our Lord sent them, crying,
“Who’ll save us from His wrath?”
Two thousand years have come and gone—
Christ’s wrath must make us pause
To understand the principle:
Save wrath for a just cause!
Now for the seven deadly sins:
Pride, envy, anger—wrath!
Sloth, gluttony and avarice—
Save us, hot lust, for last!
HAIKU
Her shape says woman;
Her dark eyes, holy mystery—
Mary, full of Grace!
I crossed an old bridge;
Ancient Troll sleeping soundly.
Sunlight on grey stone.
Young man with camera
Traps setting sun in City—
Clouds in sky stay free!
[O Ian, what hast Thou wrought?]
An old silent pond…
Into the pond jumps a frog.
Splash! Silence again.
[Matsuo Basho. Quoted by Someone]
Blue sky above me.
White cumulus cloud drifts by.
The sun hides his face.
Out my window I
See green leaves, grey bark, blue patch.
Night falls. All is dark.
Schuster under my bed,
Hiding from Ghosts or Demons.
Growling softly, low.
Pilgrim, King, Monarch—
Black and orange butterfly rests.
Mexico is far.
The lightning bugs blink.
High in the dark sky, the tree
Incandescent glows.
Night! Each firefly blinks.
The dark meadow, streaming lights,
Rising to touch stars.
