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By Michael P. Johnson
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††††††††††††† DREAMERS

Dreamers bless still the house of God

Seers, who in due season

Verbalize things that yet seem odd

God but knows the reason

Churches may doubt Godís humble Seer

Until the day when then

The Lord will make things crystal clear

His flock wonít doubt again

In Truth Godís living Light will rise

Revealing things to be

Visions will open childlike eyes

The facts true Dreamers see

Godís secrets to the bride will clear

Sheíll cease to wonder why

Although the day of Christ draws near

While countless children die

So that the blind may find the Door

The lost receive lifeís Seal

Visions of Dreamers long before

Heaven will man reveal

In scrolls, God wrote the times ahead

Knowing whoíll heed lifeís call

Power He gives to raise the dead

The stumbling souls that fall

God gives us dreams, to give them out

For all of His to thrive

To rid the church of foolish doubt

For faith to come alive

Though Truth appears strange it seems

To those not on their knees

Do not despise, the Dreamerís dreams

Nor what Godís Seer sees.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, October 23, 2012

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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