SONNET: Messiah

you alone i will seek when the pine needles fall

off the Christmas trees where angels work their worship songs;

when we hear the effervescent shrieking call

of Christ the Babe; when the Magi come, making up their throngs.

you alone i will seek when the Child puts mud on the eyes

of the Blind Man allowing him to see; when the mustard seeds

become a moral for my namesake; when the flies

strip off of Lazarus who lives; when He's baptized by the reeds.

you alone i will seek when Pilot shakes his fists

and Judas places thorny crowns upon His head;

when we see the spearhead stigmata from his wrists;

when the news runs through Galilee that Christ is dead.

you alone i will seek when His death leads me in despair—

my dear own Messiah with your darkly hair.