There the large mountain stood
I would move it if I could
I had been watching it for quite a while
Every since I was a child
It's always been in my way
Each and everyday
Of my life
Adding to my living strife
I heard that faith the size of a pumpkin seed will move mountains
So I started praying to the Lord
However the mountain still remained
And the Lord never explained
Why he wouldn't remove it
So there I sit
On the other side there was a treasure
I knew would be a pleasure
To get to
However I never got to
Then one day I decided to just give up
So I gave up
But I never quit praying
And I started saying
Screaming out loud
How proud
It was to just be able to pray to the Lord
About his word
Finally the years past
And at last
The mountain just disappeared
Then my treasure appeared
It never was the mountain anyway
That was in my way
I had placed the mountain in my view
Because I refused to see through
My own positive vision
I was to negative in my mission
Once my mind changed positively
And I quite thinking negatively
I found my magic
Then things quit being tragic
One night as I slept
The Lord came to me in dept
Good job my son
Now you have really won
And your body and soul are truly one
(this poem is non-fiction)
GEM
Great one here,
Jill