Johnny Bruce Grinols 

Ketchikan, Alaska, USA 

 
 
I am available for readings, if accommodations and reading fees accompany such requests; to reimburse expenditures. You may contact me in care of The International Hall of Fame, 1 Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD 21117.
 

He

A man stood before me, after I fell into a slumbered sleep, 
His garments and hair, were white as a sheep. 
As I looked around, to see what I could see; 
People before Him; Hundreds and thousands; On their knees. 
It was neither cold nor hot, in this unusual place; 
This man; He stood in the air; Is this, "His Grace?" 
I felt no fear, as if my soul were free, He is, who he is; 
But, He, is not me! 
As a man, I had not repented, nor prepared for this; 
Yet, there was sorrow and hurt, in my heart, Not bliss. 
If this were not a dream; Is there such a place, that exists? 
As a man who has sinned; What is the meaning of all this? 
Off to His right, appeared to be a throne and a brilliant glow; 
What is all of this radiance? I do not know! 
His right arm reached out, pointing face to face; Streaks of white 
lightening, from his finger-tips, would race. I was observing all things; 
Standing above, to His left; All of a sudden, something struck me, upon my heart and chest From where it came or what it was, I cannot say. 
I awoke! Was this a dream, I had this day? Who is He? Should I pray? 
His face! I shall remember, until my dying day.

Peace

From my eyes I see a land of peace, 
For as far as my eyes can see! 
Should you look into my eyes, to see what I see; 
Then, you too, will see this land of peace, 
For as far as your eyes can see! 

And, when others wish to see such as you and me; 
By looking into our eyes, to see what we see; 
Then, they too, will see this land of peace, 
For as far, as their eyes can see! 
Learning the power of this word, called Peace! 

And from their eyes, our land of peace, 
Will spread to all the lands of the World; 
Where still others, who will then learn this power, 
And, see this land of Peace that we do see; 

So, that someday, everyone will see our land of peace, 
For as far as their eyes can see. 
And, from this beginning, from what we have seen; 
Then, with hope, for all of God's creations; 
On this beautiful planet named Earth; 
Will they live in and know the power of the word called, Peace!

All poems Copyright © 1997 Johnny Bruce Grinols. All rights reserved.