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Seek and Find
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Seek and Find

 

Why are we here why should we care?

Explosions of the mind

What’s in the great unknown out there?

What’s in this life to find?

 

What’s in the life we’re living in?

Beyond the death we die?

Whilst in the world’s carousing spin

Amidst The Truth on high

 

What does the future have and hold

Perhaps there’s something more?

Perhaps a God as sometimes told

Behind some sort of door

 

Again we turn of life and death

We think of sin and shame

Can life be more then just a breath?

And could it end in flame?

 

Could God and Heaven truly be?

And myth of Satan’s hell

What has one’s future self to see?

What has the past to tell?

 

Man’s wisdom brings no victory

Knowledge is less then blind

Through faith alone my eyes can see

The shadows of the mind

 

The follies of my wayward past

The foolishness of sin

Amazing peace is mine at last

Since Light came flooding in

 

We’re here to live, to thrive, to learn

With all we can afford

Toiling, seeking by grace discern

Creation’s of The Lord....

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Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 12, 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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