Down deep in the layered and streamy waters,
Far from the earthly lifestyled daughters,
Beyond what eyes can see,above what human comprehend,
Uprootedly growing like a tree,to make you understand is all I intend,
That you may soon realise,wisely arise,to see beyond the sea
Flee beyond being free,
Blind your mind to thoughtless creativity
Hide your pride from imperfected perfections,
Then known to you is my presence in humanity,
Nature you know but out of creation,
Flows the essence of my beauty,
The fragrance of my fumes,
Subjected from art,I do speak from the heart that I am a work of art...
Beautified, justified and sanctified,
In all these areas I abide.
I walk in the victorious circle of life
Patiently waiting for he who will call me wife,
There's more to me than just a book,
Comparison cannot be guaranteed by just one look,
It takes a lifetime to put things together,
In me dwells the puzzle pieces that excite the finisher.
I am spontaneously an indispensable adventure,
Explore my art in many ways,
For unwasted are all these passing days,
You may come to realize that my description says,
I am a work of art.

Poetry by:Belise Rene S.