Sonnet

This is the stone rejected by you the builders.
But which has proved to be the cornerstone.
We all feel rejected at times, we are no pillars.
But somewhere within all of us is one small worn useful stone.

Our lives may be one of deepest obscurity.
Our value may not be revealed.
We may be despised and have no security.
Yet our hope in him is forever sealed.

We are wandering sheep.
Our life short and lonely.
But the shepherd awaits to hold us in his kindly keep.
He will always come to our aid all and one and only.

We think we are secure in our individuality but Christianos.
Hope lies in spirituality, alter Christos.

Haiku

Individual
Or hoping in the shepherd
That is our true choice