Step right up, my friend
And see what I can do
For I can hop, and I can jump
And I can skip like you
I can walk around in circles
And I can run so fast
I can leap into the air
I can dance, at last
This might seem nothing clever
Nothing special you might say
For someone born a cripple
It blows your mind away.
I lay outside the Temple
Beside the Beautiful Gate
Two men walked right up to me
And saw my wretched state.
One stared at me intently
His gaze peaceful and calm
Hoping for some money
I stretched out my empty palm
“I have no gold or silver,
What I have I give to you.”
And he pulled me to my feet
As God’s power flooded through
My knees, my calves, my ankles
In a moment became strong
I was on my feet and walking
It didn’t take me long
A joy so deep, so wonderful
Exploded from inside
The delight at being healed
I knew I could not hide
Since then I’ve not stopped dancing
I’m not keen on sitting down
I love to feel beneath my feet
The firmness of the ground.
I shout my praise to heaven
Some wish that I’d be still
They wish that I’d stop leaping
But I know I never will
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Walking and leaping and praising God! That's how I feel about my own life after reading this poem. Fantastic. I love it.
24 Aug 2004
Wow, Amazing, Wow, Wow, Wow, I am so in awe of this poem! You are clever you are gifted! I love this I have saved you on my watch list!
03 Jul 2004
I loved this poem. It is what I would call a "story poem," my favorite way of writing poetry. I enjoy poetry taken from the Bible, and with this one you mixed imagination with fact, making the story come alive. One could just picture the man jumping and dancing, with others looking on as if he were crazy. He was! With joy, the joy of the Lord. Great going, Melanie. Keep writing...Helen
Hi! Thanks for your comments on "Fitting In!" You are a great encourager! I wrote my first poem and thought you might enjoy it, It's in poems, "Giving up a Dream."
