Sonnet

Having nominated two candidates Joseph known as Barnabbas.
And Matthias they prayed.
Poor Barnabbas a follower never prayed to in the mass.
For all time left in the shade.

For most of us that is our fate.
We must trust in our destiny.
We will find the right gate.
There is a goal mapped out for us, however tiny.

We rely totally on eye, nose and ear.
But listening to mass today, I felt strangely detached.
This is the future, one free from fear.
The door to eternity is not closed only latched.

But enjoy life, we shelter under roof and tile.
We are going to have to wait awhile.

Haiku

He does not belong
To the world anymore than
Us, conserve the truth