Taken To Truth Poem by Zachary Bush

Who is this man who looks at me,
This Simon Peter of Galilee
With a smile touching his lips.
He takes my arm and leads the way,
To join his friends this scorching day
With a smile touching his lips.
We reach the shore where sits a crowd,
Who eat their fish beneath the cloud
With smiles touching their lips.
A beggar came with even tread
And offered me a piece of bread
With a smile touching his lips.