A20 A Triumph For Bernadette

The Miracle Spring from the rock Gave the higher-ups a rude shock, It became front-page-news In all the national newspapers. “How backward people are To give such a spiritual color For a natural occurrence And call it a holy place? ” “Why is the church silent? Why can’t, on such an event, That has no church’s sanction, They take counter action? ” Had the roses bloomed Dean would’ve declared It was a miracle one The Lady had done. When she gave a spring He felt the same nothing But an occurrence natural And not one of miracle. These alarming press-notes Gave hint to the authorities For taking stern action O’er an undue exploitation. So, a decision was taken By the regime to cordon The area under objection, And impose a strict ban. At the people’s level, They felt it a miracle. In front of the Cachot They came and knelt. They took it an honor And it was a real favor If Bernadette’s fingers Touched their rosaries. Only four days were left, Fifteen days to complete. Poor Bernadette thought, “What’ll be after that? ” When she exchanged With her close friend Her own black rosary The Lady felt uneasy. She took back her own, And when it was shown, The Lady gave a smile, That went on for a while. What a wonderful meet! She fell at the Lady’s feet! In her life, it was a moment, The one happiest, she felt. The height of her ecstasy, It wasn’t found so easy, In all words, to express, By her close admirers.