Bethesda

Father,
Have you seen your child?
She stands stranded on life’s way,
Stumbling with dreams too heavy to lift
As Asclepius hides his face .

Father,
Have you seen your child?
She sits at Hygieia’s gate,
Crutched, crouched and cramping
Hoping to find her home.

Father,
Have you seen your child?
She sits and waits,
Sekhet trails this route they say.
Bethesda,
He who tumbles in lays safe.

                    ©LifeasChristy

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