Never Becomes Now
Sides drawn in debate over sin and fault,
He took a different tack, sidestepping the arguments
and stepping aside to anoint the man’s eyes
with mud made from saliva and earth,
common things fused with mystery and a washing in the pool.
No sin in that. Oh, but on the Sabbath.
And now the uproar,
not thrill for the man’s given sight,
but back to sin and assumptions,
threat to power, challenge to authority,
the miracle sidelined
by more orthodox headlines.
Let us cheer the man, applaud the healer,
delight in clear sight, mouths dropping in awe
as “never” becomes “now.”