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Where Shadows Cloud.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Where darkness clouds an infant’s mind

Where shadows daunt the soul

Man’s spirit is far from blind

May find through faith life’s goal

 

God can hear a snowflake’s fall

The waxing of a tree

Sinners heeding Salvation’s call

And all that’s yet to be

 

To God! The futures loud and clear

The past is present still!

The blind and lost He sees in fear

Outside of Heaven’s will

 

He sees the heart the soul within

The secret thoughts quite plain

A humble child content to win

And fools living  in vain

 

He sees the sheep the lambs astray

Their crying in the night

Repentant souls who seek The Way

To walk within The Light

 

What should one do when knowing this?

What hope has man to thrive?

How can we suffer no remiss?

Toiling to survive

 

Impossible so wisdom says

Victory can no man boast

Only who’ll change their evil ways

Wrought by The Holy Ghost

 

Freedom to man, each woman and child

Hearing Salvation’s voice

Will henceforth cease their running wild

And make Jesus their choice……


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Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2018

Last Updated: Thursday, March 29, 2018

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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