Once upon a time there lived a preacher.

He was very famous one in the Christian world.

He was the best teacher.

He taught the Word of our Lord.

He visited so many places,

So many people had joined the church,

He saw so many faces,

For lonely hearts he did search.

Once his boat had come to an island,

An island where only one man lived,

That man was not christened,

The Word of our Lord was not there sieved.

It took a preacher a long time

To teach the man the prayers

But then he saw the mans' eyes shine

And full of sincere tears.

At the end of the day the preacher had left,

But what he had seen surprised.

The man running on the water was so deft,

That fact could not be realized.

At first he thought about God himself

Or may be it was an ocean elf.

He fell down on his knees and prayed

But he was more surprised

Hearing the islanders'  voice:

“Hey, man! I had no choice.

I forgot the last prayer.

Can you repeat it, man?

I’ll be your best payer.”

 

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)