Sonnet

Fresh and green are the pastures.
Where he gives me repose.
He protects us from all disasters.
For he knows.

I would never have had Peter’s certainty.
I am the constant doubter.
And will have a long wait for eternity.
Perhaps I should have been a more positive shouter.

Faith is a gift.
I am weak.
It is not given, am I cast adrift.
No, I can only seek.

I wish I could have said, You are the Christ.
Could I have been enticed.

Haiku

Wish I could have said
You are Christ, the son of God
Could I be enticed