My Own Language Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is not as sweet as English
neither romantic as French
neither lyrical like Spanish
nor authoritative as Greek
nor mystical as Latin
nor progressive as Chinese
nor deep as German nor
friendly as Thai and
neighborly as Bahasa

but my own language
lies inside my heart and so
lovely still that i speak it

as musical as the language of my soul
as lyrical as the movement of my body
as heavenly as my God that speaks to me.