I am the one others say is too good to be true
I am the brother that enjoys doing what he do
I am the one who encourages the hearts of others
I am the one who inspires his sisters and brothers
I am quiet yet my words are clearly heard
I am gentle as the melody of a bird
I am what I write and nothing less
Yet there is much more I must confess
More than education, more than creative flow
More than words of imagery, more than gift a prose
My life is directed by he who sits high and looks low
He who is the one who gifted me with this flow
All praise to the Lord above for his Divine Creativity
For allowing this humble servant to simply be.
I am the brother that enjoys doing what he do
I am the one who encourages the hearts of others
I am the one who inspires his sisters and brothers
I am quiet yet my words are clearly heard
I am gentle as the melody of a bird
I am what I write and nothing less
Yet there is much more I must confess
More than education, more than creative flow
More than words of imagery, more than gift a prose
My life is directed by he who sits high and looks low
He who is the one who gifted me with this flow
All praise to the Lord above for his Divine Creativity
For allowing this humble servant to simply be.