The Secrets of Poesy's Heart Unveiled

What secrets dwell in Poesy's heart, veiled by verse? Why on the edges of our perception do they dance? What are life's essence and course, when blight strikes our hearts with introspection? What path does the Poet tread, bathed in starlight’s gleam? What whispers of tomorrow beckon him near? How do his verses capture life's subtlest themes, when flickers of comprehension die, then disappear? The cryptic truths woven within rhythmic lines, preserve the mysteries time itself shrouds; Cloaked within the tapestry of the grand design; draped in the enigma of the passing clouds. Do words echo the silent rhythm of the poet's soul, sketched upon the canvas of an endless sky? Does his dance of metaphors, and rhymes, extol the mysteries only seen through a poet's eye? In each silent word, and each echoing phrase, do we find our mirrored self, quietly unveiled? Uncoiling the layers through the rhymer's haze, reveals in time what has remained concealed.