Poem: A WORD | Gladys Biju George

The centurion declared himself unworthy,
For the Lord to enter under his roof,
Instead ‘A word’ was noteworthy,
To bring healing as a proof.

Those eyes saw the Nain’s widow,
Had on her compassion,
Said, “Weep not” in a flow,
Performed a miraculous action.

Feet of Master with tears she washed,
Wiped with the hairs of her head,
With fragrant oil kissed and anointed,
‘Your sins are forgiven’, was said.

‘A Word’ of Master initiated,
New beginnings to the approached.
Also to the people predestined,
Miracles could not be halted.

Gladys Biju George

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