I Am

A hunter of expressive words, am I especially those which I came to know inspire, uplift, or honor God, then try directing how they flow to tell and show. From a young age, words were a magic way I shared my inner thoughts on a blank page. Then, over time, this urge increased to say God's spirit seemed to guide me to engage. So many thoughtful words fill up my mind- until I choose and mold some very well; fermenting those stirred in my soul, I find they seem soon to create a mystic spell. I know God guides me as my words will flare and steer so well from just a single thought; This must be true- I don't know from elsewhere my rhythmic words of poetry are brought.