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Shadows Below
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Shadows Below

 

To sunshine, rain, through stormy gale

Leaving glory and realm

The boat of life’s about to sail

With Jesus at the helm

 

Seeking the sick the weak and strong

The young the old astray

To thrive within His righteous throng

He fishes night and day

 

With great remorse vital regrets

In seas and oceans wide

We flee like fish from Heaven’s nets

Before the great divide

 

We struggle in the net when caught

We struggle to be free

Against The Saviours’ true report

Because we fail to see

 

We’re blind to life to Heaven’s Light

To hell and endless pain

Jumping the net in senseless flight

We seek the depths again

 

Beneath the waves through slimy weed

Amidst the murky flow

We wait upon the weak to feed

In shadows far below

 

Its time to venture from the deep

Take courage whilst we may

Partake in faith life’s greatest leap

To Heaven’s net today

 

Its time to leave the sea of death

The ocean of despair

Rise up soaring on Heaven’s Breath

God’s grace and love to share…..


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Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

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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