A19 Is Spring A Miracle?

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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Louise Soubirous as a mother, Felt sorry for her daughter, Who, in the absence of a miracle, Was exposed to a public scandal. “Why had this Lady told, Happiness in this world, Wasn’t in her favor? Why she let her suffer? ” “She’s tortured by poverty, Asthma, suspicion, mockery By police, school, church And scandalous public speech.” Nine days still remained Louise was determined To stay with Bernadette Every day on the spot. The Lady came one day And missed the next day, But Bernadette went there All the days, waiting for her. Not many accompanied her Excepting those close to her. It was less than hundred Not much of a big crowd. When no one was there, Bouriette once went there, And found the spring water Gushing out with all vigor He ran and told everyone, Water gushed from stone, That was to him, no doubt, A miracle on any count. A talk of the town, The news became then. They said, “The Lady did This miracle, indeed! ” The new spring yielded Nearly one hundred Liters of water a minute, So said, a rough estimate. The occurrence was natural And it wasn’t a miracle, Like this, some didn’t accept The same as the Lady’s gift. “If the spring is a miracle, Then moon is a miracle, ” They said this in support Of their vain argument.

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