Sonnet

Was there ever a word so majestic.
From one end of heaven to the other.
The Cathedral organ rang out in sounds mystic.
Looking at the great cross here was my brother.

I was dreaming I was involved in some spat.
I looked at the postcard picked up from the floor.
It was St Joseph looking at a cat.
His gentle gaze struck me to the core.

I am in my small London back yard.
A robin is going cheerfully about her business.
Endlessly moving, always on guard.
Yet at peace despite her fussy ness.

Three separate occasions.
Yet one message of hope filled lessons.

Haiku

Three occasions
Can still contain one message
Three then works in one