Haiku for seeing
Blind Bartimaeus
lived in perpetual
night,
but he still had
hope.
Beggng by the road,
hearing reports and
gossip,
he hoped in Jesus.
Jericho’s
grapevine
told him Jesus was
in town:
what were the
chances?
He comes! They told
him.
“Have mercy, Son
of David!”
The blind man
shouted.
You are a nuisance,
Bartimaeus; be
silent!
He shouted louder.
Jesus heard his
voice,
stopped and called
the man over.
Take heart! They
told him.
Jesus said to him,
What do you
request of me?
Teacher, let me see.
Go, Bartimaeus,
your faith has
been rewarded:
your sight is
restored.
Bartimaeus went.
He went along with
Jesus,
followed on the way.
Would that I,
meeting
with my master; like
friend Bart,
follow in his way.
©
Ken Rookes 2018
