Lord, You are the cause, and we are the effect
We are free to choose, we are free to select...

It's about time the ticking clock in my heart
Beats with a rhythm of racing poetic art...

Kindred spirits let the Kingdom come
Let Heaven and earth be as one...

Out of the dark God has sworn
Heavenly beauty would be born...

The storm clouds gathered
in the unstable dark sky...

Let your figure do the talking
as your thoughts go a walking...

You are the mother of seduction
The procreator of destruction...

O the precious gifts of the Holy Ghost
Dispose the soul with virtues of the most...

Man has by nature a power to penetrate into the...
But his nature does not have the power to...

Wisdom is the knowledge of the highest cause of...
A man without this knowledge is surely bound to...

..this poem is a villanelle....
While voices whisper in my mind...

I did not know what I had until I lost it
I did not miss what I had until I tossed it...