What brings worthiness to this pen?
Words mean nothing unless spoken or
Does this hand inscribe these words without thought?
How can beauty be described by one who knows it not?
The essence of ourselves is what comes to these pages
The words are valued only if the heart is sincere
Nothing is complete without you O Lord
Emptiness is even lacking its dread
Your existence was not known
Be my composer and create the praises to lift unto You
Unite Your melody with this pen and secure its glory
Pen by Ronhales