(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in being found and returned by Jesus today”)
You want to hide away for just a while
Make go as you make do. “Where did he go?”
What if they don’t try to find you? Your style
of “come find me” might backfire. You lie low.
I don’t know how to read them while I’m sad.
They look and speak as foreigners to me.
A bloody mask, a cruel tone, Stalingrad.
I lie low. “Where did he go?” Germany.
“Here there is no place that does not see you.
You must change your life.” Jesus sees and speaks,
“You are found. Follow me. No need to ‘who?’
You are mine. I am theirs. Go where Love peaks.”
Let us live that all see we’re not “no-show.”
People won’t have to ask, “Where did he go?”