Poem March 12, 2018 ISSUE

Wouldn’t you have done the same?

(See the story of Bartimaeus from Mark 10:46–52)

Mari G. de Milone

I was, as always, on the side of the road,encumbered by the cloak of what I thought my destiny.Suddenly, I heard the news of Christ approaching.My whole being trembled with joy,as I perceived, among the shadows, the light of his redeeming presence.That’s when I cried out.Wouldn’t you have done the same?

My cry cut through the roar of other voicesuntil it reached him.He stopped for a moment, and called me.When I heard his voice, the years of indigence,of blindness, of dependence, fled,like darkness from the light.Casting off my garment,I opened my way to him.Wouldn’t you have done the same?

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