those days

I'm not to sure about this whole thing. I approach this crouching, hunting for the light in the darkness.  This might be the first and last hunt for clarity I go on. I might end my hunt here, and continue in the world of smells, and objects. I will creep away from these characters, so clean and defined. I might decide I need to draw my letters, and not formulate my sentences so carefully. I might jump out of this world back into my imagination. My reason for this is not new ideas, but old ones. They were written long ago, and I need a way to store them other than in a book that might burn away. This is for the Lord. He blessed me with words, and they should be shared. This blog will not be about me. Hopefully, will never be about me. I pray that this is the Lord, and for His glory. I'm going to sleep because as most of you know- it is finals week.