I am who I am.
I am has sent me to you.
Our faith may not amount to a gram.
We may be many or few.

I often think of this equivocal statement.
Is God just what is.
Is our lack of understanding something to lament.
Neither mine nor yours or hers or his.

Faith is not something we can rationalise.
It just is what it is to us, high or low.
Do we merely fantasise.
We will never know.

I wonder if this yoke really is easy and the burden light.
But I must try to keep this truth in sight.

Haiku

Is the yoke easy
Is his burden really light
It is up to us