Sonnet

Proclaim the mighty works of him.
Who called you into his wonderful light.
The child sits just beyond the candle light’s rim.
But clearly in our sight.

This is a picture of the dignity of the worker.
Entitled to fair treatment.
True work is not for the materialist shirker.
For it is a part of God’s work defying mistreatment.

The worker is lit by light.
He must not be oppressed.
For the same light illumines the night.
And bathes in gentle white and yellow the blessed.

We see the light through his hands.
And we know where truth stands.

Haiku

Light behind the hands
Illumines them in fair glow
Like all the true light