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Earth Wind and Fire
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Earth Wind and Fire


My sinful life was steeped in shame

By Satan tightly bound

I failed to know Godís righteous name

No truth in me was found

But when my God Your Flame was felt

Inside my heart of stone

Through love it soon began to melt

And thrill me to the bone

Till then my life had little worth

So oft Iíd wished to die

Till in my thoughts I left the earth

And reached beyond the sky

I felt Your Wind upon my face

Holding me up in flight

In fact I felt Iíd leave my place

And rise towards the light

On graceful wings I seemed to soar

Soon losing sight of land

I wished to fly forever more

Within Your unseen hand

How safe sweet Lord I felt up there

Upon Your precious Dove

You took the hurt worry and care

Caressing me with love

You burned my sin consumed my shame

Your purging; made me pure

I know Iíll never be the same

You know Iím more than sure

Allow Your Fire blaze inside

Each day refine anew

Until I rise until I glide

In Heavenís realm and You!.....

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Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, July 23, 2011

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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