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.  

 

This poem is about: 
Our world
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