surrendering to who I am…

Behind the Blindfold


The leather covers my closed eyes
The strings wrap around my head
He twists and ties the ends

My surrender complete
My submission begins

Isn’t it funny
How this piece of material
Changes my point of view?

“What can i do for Him?”
i silently plead
Words are not needed
Except His commands

Feeling not whole but complete
When i glimpse into the darkness
i’m surprised to see myself

Drawn like metal to a magnet
i seek with Him
A world where trust
Turns darkness into light

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surrendering to who I am…




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