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Sutherland
Poems
Dec 2018
My Lord's Sight
I walk blindly through beauty.
I numbly touch its fur.
I exhale its fragrance.
To drift is to be sure.
My vision is cut short,
that of a pin,
sculpted,
chiseled,
cut down.
Brown is my vision,
defined by the words within.
between the two,
I am.
Stability in the binding,
the spine, I bend.
The cover, my beginning.
The back, my end.
#bible
#religion
#limited
#sight
#bound
#controlled
#lost
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Sutherland
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