November 1985

 

standing by the road and tall

waving in the wind

a tree

fruitful in its season

 

look! the strangest fruit of all

surrounded by birds nests

blowing leaves

above the crowd

could it be?

yes!

Zacchaeus clinging there

searching for Christ

 

 

so I must climb

above the crushing crowd

to search for Christ

so that like Zacchaeus

I may entertain God

and be saved