Surrender
Aug 13
1 min read
Lean back
into the unknown
where Pride cannot claim
and theorize what is known.
To the place of subtle comfort
when you loosen your grip
and fall into a faith
which once surrendered cannot slip.
Where image takes a backseat
and you can claim your true religion.
No fear of being too loving
or a gracious ostracisation.
For Pride prevents my falling
yet disconnects me from the Way;
my need for moral highground
and control in every day,
my fear of choosing God
over new age ideology,
prevents my yearned for surrender
to my now cloistered Christology.
