Hey Mountain by Raymond A. Foss

Are you deaf?
Don’t go ignoring me
Don’t give me no ‘tude!

I said, Hey Mountain,
move your rocky butt
a little to the left,
it would really make this painting
I am painting
Thank you.

Think of the possibilities
- okay, so set your sense of reality by the door
suspend your disbelief for a moment
- the “issues” that would be avoided
if we had but faith
in our God
His ability to move mountains
if we but asked.
What a world it would be.

by Raymond A. Foss

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