Even in my madness,
I hear the songs You sing to me,
All this music in my head,
Notes I want to set free.
I cannot write the tunes,
That bellow in my soul,
Nor can I play the instruments,
But all of this You know.
Joy bubbles up,
In the day and in the night,
With all this sweet anthems,
Makes my love for You ignites.
Uttering from Jenn's Pen 