I can't believe my last day of classes is April 11. I don't know what to do with myself. I have an incredible amount of homework that I have due, and VERY little amount of time to do it all. Need I say more? Incredibly, I am not stressing. I would like to say that it is because I can feel God's presence so near to me that I don't have to worry. Sometimes that is true. However, I feel the reason why I am not stressing is because I am choosing to pretend that the work doesn't exist. I believe that the amount of homework that I have due is all subjective. It is a figment of my imagination, and is all relative to my situation...*
Ya right. However, I have decided that it is better to start working away at one thing rather than focusing on the mountain that is before me. So, I chip away. And to amuse myself in classes, I write poetry. (for clarification, I haven't done this in a LONG time, and I actually was paying attention to the lecture WHILE writing...inconceivable!)
I want to run like a jaguar,
Swim like a barracuda,
Fly like the toucan.
I want to jump like a squirrel,
Walk like a lion,
Dance like the butterfly.
I want to laugh like a stream,
Cry like a waterfall,
Sing like the waves.
I want to scream like a howling wind,
Shout like the owl in the dead of night...
I want to be silent,
Then perhaps I will be heard.
I hope you have a blessed day!
*I blame the use of philosophical terms in this blog on my philosophy of religion class. It alters my mind...