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Who Can Guess
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Who Can Guess

 

Walking life’s road as fools before

With Satan hand in hand

Loving the sin seeking for more

What made me understand?

 

I’ve changed my mind my dance and song

I’ve changed my point of view

However far however long 

I know what I must do

 

Now touched by Christ, I’m blessed with love

Although one day I’ll die

I’m journeying to God above

Where life awaits on high

 

Eternal life eternal bliss

Heavenly food and wine

No tears, regrets, no remiss

Since Heaven’s grace is mine

 

My name’s within life’s living book

Embossed in Jesus’ hand

Before man’s dawn The Way I took

Was written in the sand

 

But sand will cease its timely flow

Oceans will cease to tide

I’ll soon have reached God’s timeless glow

Beyond the great divide

 

But till the dawn I’ll full of cheer

God’s calling plain in view

Helping the weak relinquish fear

Encouraging standing true

 

What blessings will tomorrow lend

What thrills will life caress?

What ventures lie around the bend

No soul can even guess.....


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Submitted: Sunday, August 9, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, August 10, 2015

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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