Working with the choice of new words
But with the understanding they be plain.
For in simplicity I hone my works
Lest duplicity would sound like a refrain.
There is no labor in fitting words to a page
As my hand and thoughts are not my own.
But that of my God who gave me the gift
And inspires my writing from His exaulted throne.
Lest I give into pride of ownership
I must daily know from where the ownership lies.
Or I would be a fool of fools to think otherwise-
Thank you Lord for you are beyond the wise.