I write about Stuff

He sat on the side of the mountain
I sat and listened all day
To the pictures that sprang from his mouth
Of a great and beautiful place

I sat and listened to this man
A great teacher and preacher to all
He spoke gently and kindly to all of us present
And to all who would read his great words

I was included in this great picture
Lowly and dirty though I
His love crashed through the barricades
The blockades of law that had kept me out

The words floated from his mouth
And nestled in my heart
A symphony of letters
Broke through hurt and pain and loss

He sat on that mountainside
Teaching good news to all
That God loves us all each one alike
And all can know that love