The Miracle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHII JKJK BLML NOPO NIII IQRQ RSIT IUVU GWXW TOLO YJSJ IZA2Z IYB2Y C2D2E2D2 LSIS F2ZOZ G2III H2I2J2I2 K2L2B2L2 IBM2B IN2KN2 BF2O2F2 P2Q2R2Q2 IIBI SIB2I S2I2BI2 IQRQ

Up from the templed city of the JewsA
The road ran straight and whiteB
To Jericho the City of the PalmsC
The City of DelightB
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Down that still road from far Judean hillsD
The shepherds drove their sheepE
At silver dawn at stirring of the birdsF
When men were all asleepE
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Full many went that weary way at noonG
Or rested by the treesH
Romans and slaves Gentiles and bearded priestsI
Sinners and PhariseesI
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But when the pink clouds drifted far and highJ
Like rose leaves blowing pastK
When in the west where one star blessed the skyJ
The gates of day shut fastK
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All travellers journeyed home and the moonlightB
Washed the road fresh and sweetL
Until it seemed a gleaming ivory pathM
Waiting for royal feetL
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Now it was noon and life at its full tideN
Rolled ever to and froO
A restless sea between JerusalemP
And white walled JerichoO
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Blind Bartimeus by the highway sideN
Sat begging 'neath the treesI
And heard the world go by Gentiles and JewsI
Sinners and PhariseesI
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Blind Bartimeus of the mask like faceI
And patient outstretched handQ
He upon whom his God had set a markR
No man might understandQ
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Blind Bartimeus of the lonely darkR
Who knew no thing called fearS
But dreamt his dreams and heard the little soundsI
No man but he could hearT
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He heard the beating of the bird's soft wingsI
Uprising through the airU
He heard the camel's footfall in the dustV
And knew who travelled thereU
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He heard the lizard when it moved at noonG
On the grey sunlit wallW
He heard the far off temple bells what timeX
He felt the shadows fallW
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Now in the golden hour he stooped to hearT
A muffled sound and lowO
The tramping of a myriad sandalled feetL
That came from JerichoO
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Then on the road a little lad he knewY
Ran past with eager cryJ
Ho Bartimeus Give thine heart good cheerS
For David's Son comes byJ
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He comes He comes And sad one who can sayI
What He may do for theeZ
He makes the lame to walk He heals the sickA2
He makes the blind to seeZ
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He makes the blind to see Oh God of HostsI
Beyond the sky called blueY
What if Messiah cometh to His ownB2
What if the words be trueY
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On his swift way the little herald spedC2
Like bird upon the wingD2
And left the lean brown beggar world forgotE2
Waiting for Israel's KingD2
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But when the dust came whirling to his feetL
When the mad throng drew nearS
Blind Bartimeus rose and from his lipsI
A cry rang loud and clearS
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The cry of all the ages of each soulF2
In sad captivityZ
The endless cry from depths of bitter woeO
Have mercy upon meZ
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What though the wild oncoming multitudeG2
Jested and bade him ceaseI
What though the Scribes and mighty PhariseesI
Told him to keep his peaceI
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What though his heart grew faint and all the strengthH2
Slipped from each trembling limbI2
The One of all the earth his soul desiredJ2
Stood still and spoke to himI2
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Then silence fell while the upheaving throngK2
As sea waves backward curledL2
Left a great path and down the path there shoneB2
The Light of all the worldL2
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The Light from whose mysterious golden depthsI
The Sun rose in his mightB
The light from whose white hidden fires were litM2
The torches of the nightB
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The Light that shining on a thing of clayI
Giveth it Life and WillN2
The Light that with an unknown power can blastK
And bid all life be stillN2
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The Light that calls a ray of its own lightB
A man's undying soulF2
The Light that lifts the broken lives of earthO2
Touches and makes them wholeF2
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Up towards the Radiance Bartimeus wentP2
Alone and poor and blindQ2
Feeling his way if haply it led onR2
To One he fain would findQ2
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Then spoke the Voice again Oh mystic wordsI
Of a compelling graceI
The curtain rose from off his darkened sightB
He saw the King's own faceI
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So strangely beautiful so strangely nearS
He worshipped with his eyesI
Unheeding that for him at last there shoneB2
The sunlit noonday skiesI
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What though the clamouring crowd echoed his nameS2
Unto its utmost rimI2
He only saw the Christ and in the lightB
He rose and followed HimI2
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Oh Bartimeus of the mask like faceI
And patient outstretched handQ
Was it for this God set on thee the markR
No man might understandQ

Virna Sheard



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