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.