Free Spirit

Free Spirit


The pleasures
Of quiet
Contentment still
My mind
At ease
With power
Of will
My heart
At peace
In love
With life
My spirit
Is centered
Devoid
Of strife
My life
Is as
The ocean
Breeze
In cool
Delight
Unbounded
Free
To roam
The earth
Unseen
But felt
Too calm
To care
All by myself
But when
Provoked
A tempest
Sure
Unleash
The fury
Who can
Endure
The rage
Of power
One can’t
Forget
The tempting of
One does
Regret
Just as
The hurricane
Unfolds
Its energies
Its forces
Bold
Too dangerous
To fight
It kills
But at its center
It is still
At ease
Of will
With life
At peace
Devoid
Of strife
Its spirit
Free


Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.

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GOLGOTHA

'Tis now the hour of my content
'Tis now the hour the viel is rent
'Tis now the hour the world may see
And know and live in my victory

'Tis now the hour of my last breath
'Tis now the hour of my death
'Tis now the hour for which I've come
To die for all that I might save some

'Tis now I make myself a shame
'Tis now I die for what I've claimed
'Tis now I prove what has to be
'Tis now I die upon this tree

I die a death no man can die
I cry a cry no man can really cry:
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani;
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

I die that through me you can live
I die that my blood I can give
I give my blood to make you clean
It's through my blood that your hope may be seen

I drink this cup of wrath complete
I endure the pain that ravishes me
I gladly do what I must do
I gladly die; because I love you


Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.

myspace.com/poetryman59
twitter.com/Rhyme_of_Reason

© 1985


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