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                A GLIMPSE

I live to be satisfied,                          
  my visions not so clear.                                  
Darkened is my understanding                                
  But yet I feel he's near.                                  
                                 
I lift my thoughts in silence.                                  
  I'm told that he is there.                                  
Then I softly hear him say.                                  
  It's when your vision clears.                                  
                                 
All that I have experienced.                              
   Is only but a glimpse.                        
My preparation here on earth                        
   eternal travel since.                        
                             
                                
                                 
A witness to my actions.                        
  Directed by the wind.                                  
My heart no explanation.                                  
  To god its known as sin.                            
                                 
I've tasted fruits, of blind pursuits.                                  
  Curiosity as my guide.                                  
THO understanding, right from wrong.                                  
  A truth I could not find.                                  
                                 
Correction born from error.                                  
  The vision starts to clear.                                  
Yet hard of hearing are my ears.                                  
  A glimpse is whom I fear.                                  
                                 
The truth sometimes as parable.                                  
  Not all do understand.                      
Yet hearts that search, the                  
   will of God.  
The kingdom draws them near.
   Now in your mind just visualize all
Grains of sand.....these represent man
Upon rising from bended knee can clearly hear I AM...
           
"See he who died and rose again.              
  Obedience rewards a Throne"      
"Yet all his radiance, and glories own.            
   But A GLIMPSE ; of whom ; I AM".    
                 
                      
           
           
           
           
           
           
                                 
 
Written by TheO
Published | Edited 10th Aug 2021
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