Dandelions and Daydreams

I love darkness. In the dark you can be anything you want to be, or just yourself, and only God can see you. He seems closer in the dark, while the things around you fade. Instead of taking for granted the clear view of where your feet are going and what your shins are in danger of bumping into, you have to go on faith that your ears and outstretched hands will get you through. Here, you can fall into dependence on God, and only yourself can distract you.