The Road Of Discovery

The poet woke up from the dream, The dream that changed his life, Though dreams aren't always what they seem, This cut him like a knife... His soul was cleaved in two that night, As revelation came, He stood up with an awful fright, His heart was filled with shame... For in that dream he saw the Lord, God's finger pointed so, With judgment that can't be ignored, He knew where sinners go... Still shaking like a dangling leaf, He gulped, filled with remorse, Despite the fact that dream was brief, His life took a new course... Like Scrooge, repentant suddenly, His life was turned around, His charity was fancy-free And brand new joy he found... Yet emptiness came flooding back, His soul still wasn't healed, His proud old heart still firmly black, Till God, Good News revealed... The Holy Bible thus explained, God's pardon has been bought, Through Jesus Christ, forgiveness gained, That's what God's Word has taught... Upon this great discovery, The poet took God's hand, Still praising Christ and Calvary, At last to understand... Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2013.