When he said to me, "Go, wash in the pool,"
Some may have wondered why he did not lead me there
Or fetch the water to me.
The clay he spat upon clung to my eyes;
I myself must cleanse myself from earth.
No doubt was mine as through the dark I went to wash,
For I had felt the Christ, and knew
That God's dear love would cleanse me at the pool.
The Master knew I would find the place;
He knew I would find my sight when washed by Truth.
He knew the clay was gone as at the pool I washed, seeing light.
Poems
BESIDE THE POOL OF SILOAM
From the October 1945 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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