My Writes Poem by Eleonor Santiago

Oh Joy is my heart when I made some splams
It speaks soul my joy my song
Oh peace is my spirit when it reached a soul
My joy transverse into many joys

Oh love in my heart so awesomely flows
Where thousand hymns are sang within
It's overflowing, It's flying unto the heavens
Its a gift bestowed commencing my purpose to realm

There I delight as I see stars passing by
There I gaze at the moon's sweet glaze
There I feel the sun embrace
There a beautiful snail crawls to my palm i can't fail

There I hear music bells in the baby's cry
There I feel an angel speak a lullaby
There I hum my voice in thousand rhymes
A joy only I find in the finishes of my writes

A desire so completed that no one can grab it
An explainable glory only i experienced
A gift my soul glorifies the God my master
That loves to create in unique splendor for thine