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Gardeners grow flowers.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Wisdom, has each a FACT to tell

Knowledge true words to spread         

Gardens grow flowers, weeds end in hell

Jesus will raise the dead


From minute seed, wax mighty trees

Adorned with trunk leaf and bough

To Heaven’s Breath they’ll bend their knees

Their proud leafy heads will bow


Seas, oceans, down deep are quiet

Gigantic fish swim below

Yet each to each become diet

To disappear like snow


But to man The Lord gives a choice

Options to one and all

To seek, to hear, God’s voice

Pay heed, and answer His call


But who will listen, who’ll understand?

Who’ll accept Heaven’s plea

Who will obey Loves Royal command?

And humbly bend their knee


Does not nature, make known the facts?

Is not The Truth displayed?

Is it not plain how Heaven reacts?

When true attention’s paid


What Jesus did, witnesses saw

When God revealed His plan

How Christ, as Lamb opened Life’s Door

To save repentant man


God’s blood was poured on Calvary’s tree

Life’s perfect offering made

So you and I would be set free

Through torment, Jesus paid..... 

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Submitted: Monday, November 6, 2017

Last Updated: Tuesday, November 7, 2017

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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