Shall I sketch a portrait of me,
with eyes of amber glowing.
Or let you glimpse my inner self,
the one that is all knowing?

Shall I let the stars fall down
and rain upon this creature?
Or put the sun where moon once was
and rearrange the nature?

Shall I bring forth storms of fury
to light the sky forever?
Or raise the land up to the sky
to have it float down like a feather?

Shall I call upon God’s greatest angels
to help me with my quest?
Or stand alone to prove my love
and put it to the test?

Shall I speak the name that causes me
to use the lands like toy?
Or give you just a glimpse
of what I call my Inner Joy.