A Looking Glass

Poems are looking glasses in our world

A way to express what we never say. 

The unexpressed on paper come unfurled, 

Secrets then hidden, now seen fly away. 

A view not of nature but of the heart,

Views every-changing, keleidoscope-like.

To see in the world that each does their part, 

Magic crystals and poems aren't unlike.

Gaze into a soul to understand life 

Mystery concealed, expressed through writing.

Through poetry you'll see sacrifice, strife,

With hermits and idealists uniting.

This looking glass offers a single look

Into each world, each view, someone's own nook.