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When Truth Arrives.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Excited fingers turned the page

Delighted reconciled

Again in school and at my age

I felt a little child

 

Still feeling as young as ever

I felt as though to fly

But failing my endeavour

I wondered how and why

 

There I sat in the house of God

With bible in my hand

How wonderful no longer odd

I thought to understand

 

Enthralled!  Shaking yet not with fear

Drunk yet not of wine

The Truth appeared crystal clear

As Heaven’s words came mine

 

As God’s Spirit came within me

As Love’s Light began to glow

The Truth of Heaven set me free

In Life’s tremendous flow

 

Sitting eating now living bread

Drinking as ne’er before

I witnessed that previously dead

Had come alive once more

 

Wanting to skip to dance and sing

Fly on wings of a dove

I felt The Wind then everything

Revolved in perfect love

 

In love with love as never

Through faith strong and sure

Knowing forever and ever

I’d live to die no more..... 


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Submitted: Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, January 26, 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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