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By Peter O
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"Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted
and came to rest on each one of them." Act 2:3
As the Spirit glows from a fire-soul,
A Pentecost soul, so I
In my early turn to You.
Now, I plead, really
Trumpet plead,
That this fire be not time's ashes.
For, in moments,
My soul's bare boughs
Shake before the Tormentor,
The Enemy.
This is when I turn to Your Son
Who broke the seal of death, and
This Power over death
Is power over the Tormentor, the Enemy.
The Pentecost glow keeps.

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Submitted: Thursday, June 7, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, June 7, 2012

About the Poet
I am 79 years of age. For the past nine years I have been retired, after forty years, from the field of alcoholism and drug abuse in New York City. I am married and we have two grown sons and two grand-sons. My life changed through a grace-experience in 1967. Writing Christian prayers is a particular interest of mine. This came about by a growing awareness of the spiritual in recovery from addictions. I choose, intellectually and emotionally, to believe the Triune God of the Sared Scriptures as my Healer.

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