Looking Into The Seer's Well Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

Daydreaming, I felt myself sink into the 'Well of Beholding.'
Within minutes my whole life before God was unfolding.
For how does one plan without purpose, or life's map, to guide.
I needed the Holy Seer's vision to direct my life where I would abide.

Never knowing truelove, there in God's mirror I found Beulah land.
As I looked deeper, in the eyes of His loving, I saw my future so grand.
All the books I'd written, a wealth of income bought a mountain retreat.
My books had recipes to cure and I was the challenger none could defeat.

Within this Well of Beholding, I foresaw man's willful debauchery state.
Just like in the movie 'Demolition Man' a counterfeit peace doth wait.
There were untold adventures of escape where the law pursued my ill.
After God used me to heal millions, as Christ; and me, they would kill?

Ruling structures crumbled as one world leader did manipulate his way.
Gospel leaders would rally to hide me from the control of that evil day.
Unbelievable scenes rolled past, as wonders of God's hand were revealed;
At the last, I saw God's army stand-up tall and Armageddon was fulfilled.

Just as Hagar, Sarai's maid, biblically, was driven from her own kin;
The angel of the Lord met her 'desert place, ' she's my ancestor friend.
Scriptures for historic or biblical ones are fulfilled in our own time.
As Joseph Arimathea or Cyrus the-great, my life was a revolutionary wine.