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Michael Dale Poem
I have existed through out time
With all these elements I did combine;
As my soul soars guess what I find
I looked, I saw a message straight behind.
The spirit turns around as I caught a sight
An incredible twilight proceeded the night;
A thought so pleasant and just right,
I grabbed it's rein and I held on tight.
So special a twilight I could tell,
Always there it's wonder would not fail;
Do not think this is some fairy tale,
Pure radiance like buckets of hail.
Inward I feel so freely as light air
Floating as though I had not a care;
Passing every whichway I know not where,
Lights streaming down as luminas hair.
Have you ever seen such a show,
In One's presence is where I did go;
It is His love I most certainly know,
Thine being is my twilight of the soul.
Copyright © Michael Dale | Year Posted 2006
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Michael Dale Poem
A while back when I was four,
I found myself wandering out the door.
My sister was with me that very day;
We were having so much fun at play.
Then a car roaring down the streets;
Splat! I was down as, though, dead meat.
Sometime later on a hospital bed;
Unconcious, I rose above my head.
I saw nurses and doctors over me;
I thought, this is strange, how could it be?
Suddenly, I was pulled from there
Into a tunnel, but I didn't care.
Three white lights that had some form;
Didn't I see them before I was born?
I saw incredible things they had in store.
My many lives and what this is all for.
Also, the Oneness of that bright light
That was beyond in my eager sight.
They gave me a choice of one or two
To stay or come , what could I do?
So, I went back, that's what I did;
Swoosh! Into my body as I slid.
When I awoke It felt as though I were dead.
But I was happy as I sang" Jesus Loves Me" in bed.
Copyright © Michael Dale | Year Posted 2006
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