DANCE MOUNTAIN DANCE By Mama Haiti

Yolantha Harrison Pace (Mama Haiti)

DANCE MOUNTIAN DANCE!!!

(a sermonette by mama Haiti, aka Yolantha Harrison-Pace on behalf of the children of the earthquake, in a quest to teach about the true healthiness of faith)

 

I've lived mustard seed faith

I've said move Mountain

And it moved

I've said mooooove Mountain,

And it moved

The mountain of gossip, deceit, cheating, and lies

The mountain of impatience and impertinence

The mountian of being the right color at the wrong time

The mountain of enemies

The mountain of spousal abuse and negligence

The mountain of birth, death, abortion

The mountain of my sins moved.

But after the mountain ranges moved.

There was nothing

But empty

A naked valley of aloneness and solitude

In my mountain free world I discovered

God only meant the mustard seed to be

The starting point, not the end all, and be all

Of faith

Not the final parameters

But only the jumping off place

I took on the challenge and with the faith of a watermelon seed

I whispered

"Dance, mountain, dance!"

The Mountain, lifted her skirt and

Began to Waltz.

"Dance, Mountain, dance!"

The mountain began to Cha-Cha

It did the Samba and the Macarena

"Dance, Mountain, dance!"

It twisted, and shouted, and did the boogaloo

It did the Poney maroney and the skate, the Monkey and the Frugue

It pop-locked into the Robot and C-walked.

Just imagine

Me with the faith of an avocado seed shouting

"Sing, Mountain, Sing"

And finding my slumber in a mountain lullaby

Or even the faith of a mango seed, and my saying

Move love to me Mountain, make love...

Oh just the faith of it!