Poetry

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Blind Faith.
Darkness has been my food,
my companion,
and my jailer,
all day long.

Blind am i to see,
the place i'm at,
stuck in the darkness,
so overwhelming.

Where is my Christ?
Where is His light?
snowed under my own plight.
With no ability to stand!

The darkness is so real!
My heart cast down,
my soul in sorrow,
dining on misery.

Yet am i looking right?
Is my truth not anti-Christ?
Can His love ever be gone?
What lies rule my heart now?

Jesus knows my inner reality,
His truth meets me down here,
coming to the pit of my existence,
letting His Light flood my darkness.

It is for me to trust The Lord,
and the truth of His Word.
Blindly accepting His love,
is for me even down here.

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