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Icebergs.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Icebergs

 

There’s more to man than meets the eye

So much we try to hide

Yet all is known to God on high

Who sees the heart inside

 

An iceberg tip, is all we see

Yet far beneath behold

It too hides much within the sea

In waters deep and cold

 

Regal; it seems of liquid light

As though to have no fault

Richly adorned in robes of white

Life’s water, steeped in salt

 

Are you as cold beneath my friend?

Yet speak as though you’re hot

Like Pharisees; you just pretend           Mt.23:13

Though Truth you know it’s not

 

So cold, you try to fool the church

Too cold, to bend the knee

But Jesus’ Ghost one day will search

Beneath the frozen sea

 

How far is one prepared to go?

How deep, must first we sink?

We need the Flame of God to glow

We need to stop and think

 

We need to rise above the waves

Allow our depths be seen

Reveal the world that Jesus saves

Through water true and clean

 

We are; the water Heaven calls

Icebergs in Jesus’ hand

In Christ turning to waterfalls

To flood The Promised Land..…

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Submitted: Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, November 6, 2012

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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