God's Time Clock

Written in 2005

It was eight minutes to midnight,

And silence grow long,

Memories begin to surface,

Of things I’ve done wrong!

 

At seven minutes to go,

I prayed to my God,

As small thoughts of fear,

In mind seem so odd.

 

When six minutes had passed,

My fear seemed to go,

The Ghost of Knowledge,

Had begun to show.

 

At five minutes of time,

To that midnight hour,

Came warmth to my heart,

To my mind was a flower.

 

And again while it’s ticking,

The minutes, they were four,

And the quietness reached out,

From the ceiling to the floor.

 

The surety feelings of joy,

As the clock struck three,

Leaving just minutes,

Between God and me.

 

My mind being clear,

As the second minute passed,

The Spirit joined forces,

Earthly things were cast.

 

The last minute ticked by,

Time seemed to fade,

As the bell tolled,

I knew I had it made..

 

                                 Knowman