Poem May 15, 1948 Issue

"JESUS STOOD STILL"

Carol Earle Chapin

"Jesus stood still"
Amid the dust and throngs that filled
Jericho road. Blind Bartimaeus cried
For mercy while the falsely earnest tried
To quiet him. But he would not be held from light.
Already, even as he ran, he dropped the night,
His garment—outworn sense of sight
As matter-wrought.

"Jesus stood still" —
To know, perhaps, that nought could fill
His thought save what his Father-Mother saw:
Perfection now for all, the law
Of good. What the crowd beheld as darkness, he
Perceived as dawning light: vision, in eternity,
And wrought of God.

"Jesus stood still."
So may we stand, reverent, poised, assured
Of God's great love, rejoicing in the pure
Ideas of perfect Mind that now deny
The lies of sense. When the unseeing cry,
May we help them rise to meet
The Christ-idea, radiant, replete,
And wrought by Love.

Carol Earle Chapin

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