I think myself creative
I do enjoy the thought
Where does this joy come from?
Well suddenly I’m caught
Pondering my motives
Introspective pause
How much the creating…
How much the applause?
Poetry or photographs
Music, painting, sculpture
To set ourselves apart, above…
Or elevate the culture?
I’m questioning where my love lies
The effect… or the cause?
How much near my god to thee…
How much the applause?
Beauty is enigma
Has faith, and hope, and power
Persons may ally themselves
With any stunning flower
Do we wish to shine so bright
By which to dim our flaws?
Perhaps a cold heart you desire
Warms and gently thaws…
Self-awareness tips its hand
What is and what was
My joy - in creating…
My affinity for applause.