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The Wind Reveals.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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As the years' cascade behind me

As slumber tide draws nigh

The Wind reveals Golgotha tree

And He who chose to die

 

I see The Truth, life’s Guide life’s Light

Life’s one and a constant stream

Life’s answers penned in black and white

Beyond man’s wildest dream

 

The living God as flesh and bone

Revealed as plain as day

Whose love will melt the heart of stone

Of those who’ll walk His Way

 

The Way to see, The Way of Grace

Of facts, of love unique

The only Way to see the face

A sin plagued soul need seek

 

Now old and grey, extremely blessed

In spirit safe and sound

I’m heading to eternal rest

Too few before have found

 

For who’ll bother themselves to learn?

Who’ll bend their knees and cry?

For that which none can ever earn

Or priceless treasure buy

 

Death was never The Father's will

Nor is it Heaven’s plan

But Satan’s out to cheat to kill

And steal God’s gifts to man

 

The choice is mine the choice is yours

The Way to life is free

We need but open Christ our doors

And from the devil flee.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 27, 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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