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The Hem

Updated on April 9, 2011

The Hem

She had suffered 12 long years,
barren, in disgrace.
Sought physicians far and wide
for any hope she could embrace.

She had spent all that she had
pursuing an elusive cure,
but disgrace remained her only friend,
to hopelessness endure.

Then one day, she heard a tale...
the rumor of a man.
A transient, an indigent
Who preached a Kingdom plan.

The gossip that she heard, that day
sparked within a flame...
She knew if she could meet this man,
life would never be the same.

She asked about and heard it said
a carpenter was he...
and though He traveled round about,
His home was Galilee.

She set out with nothing more
than a burning deep inside,
drawn blindly to a crowded street
where her access was defied.

She gave it not a single thought
and pushed into the din...
There was Power in this place,
she felt it stir within.

If she could but touch His hem...
She must, that's all she knew,
and as she pressed in closer,
her heart's convictions grew.

She fought her way into the throng,
though weak and ill she felt,
until she stepped behind Him,
where it seemed like she would melt.

Falling to her knees she reached
with trembling, brushed His gown.
Then suddenly He stopped and spoke,
as the Master turned around.

"Who is it that touched me?"
He said with great command...
"I felt The Power leave me."
then, looked down with outstretched hand.

She'd felt a rush of tingling heat
from finger tip to toes...
surging forth like lightening
as she thought, "Dear God, He knows!"

The Master looked intently,
with His penetrating gaze...
She whispered, "It was I, Sir",
as her eyes with tears did glaze...

It was in the instant that
her fingers barely brushed
the hem of This Man's garment
that His Healing Power rushed.

He spoke to her so gently, then
with tender love, He said,
"Your faith, this day, has healed you,"
then the crowd pushed Him ahead.

"Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved."


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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      Mr. Gus, You don't strike me as profane, by any stretch, however, I feel especially honored that you clinically read my tale, made it to the end, and enjoyed it. You are a gem! and I miss Sam and Manny so please keep me in the loop! Hugs!

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      Gustave Kilthau 6 years ago from USA

      Howdy tnderhrt23 - Well, I'm so profane a person that it surprised me that I read your fine poem from start to finish - kinda clinically, I'll admit. Biblical tales are usually not the source of poems outside of what may pass for poems in bibles, but you did a very good job with this one. Thanks. I enjoyed the read.

      Gus :-)))

      p.s.: I will be with the Sam/Mannie artist on the 15th- and we will see where that project may be heading. Let you know!

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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      Ruby, your comment is humbling and thrilling all at the same time! Thank you!

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

      This is the most beautifully worded piece of poetry that i've ever had the pleasure to read. I've read the story in the bible, and noted that she had the faith she needed to be healed, but this piece is so much more. It touches the soul, brings tears of joy and a feeling of peace. What a gift you have. Thank you.

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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      thank you, mum!

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      Bumpsysmum 6 years ago from Cambridgeshire

      Lovely piece tnderhrt23 :-)

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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      bb, I do understand that feeling...thank you for your visit and heart-felt comment!

      Thank you, Spirit Whisperer!

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      Xavier Nathan 6 years ago from Isle of Man

      Well said tnderhrt23.

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      bbnix 6 years ago from Southern California

      I cannot say why this poem friend has touched me quite so deeply. Perhaps I want so bad, my friend, a power to heal completely. I find myself at odds, my friend, I feel so deeply happy, while so many other precious souls are lost and quite unhappy...

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      tnderhrt23 6 years ago

      yolanda, thank you for taking the time to read this and comment! I so appreciate it! ~Blessings~

      tumblin, thank you again, and thanks for being my sounding board and guiney pig reader! Lots of love!

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      tumblintumblweed 6 years ago

      Very beautiful and inspirational piece, Ms.Tnderhrt.. but not surprising, coming from you! ~Thank you for sharing~

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      yolanda yvette 6 years ago

      This is a very nice piece of poetry. I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing it. God bless.