.
I kneel before You
Covered in the bright red
stripes
That mark my physical submission
But no stripes could ever
show
The depth of my of my gratitude
At Your willing acceptance
of me
Willingly I gave You my self
Served up tarnished, on
a simple platter
Made not of the gold You
so deserve,
But of my love and trust
in You
Not knowing how it shined
in Your eyes
Not knowing how deeply You
cared
I feel Your eyes on me
As Your fingers sooth the
stripes
And look up to find tears
in Your eyes,
Gratitude for the gift so
freely given
And understanding of my
need
Forever has just begun
.
