poetry is so revealing
yet all the time still concealing
what really is the truth that lies
in the heart of those that scribe
never good at getting meaning
between the lines of what i'm reading
though i struggle trying to see
what others choose to share with me
i'm often left in much surprise
because their wisdom i can't surmise
even when it seems quite plain
i take the chance assume one thing
only to find i got it wrong
can't read the words gotta feel the song
and then when i feel the song
it is the words i should have focused on
add to this the many styles
the many lines of each scribe's vibe
it's easier to understand
why i'm slow to comprehend
i'm learning now it isn't meant
for me to grasp each one's intent
don't have to know what's between the lines
of every poem, of every rhyme
all i know is you shared with me
a part of you so graciously
yet all the time still concealing
what really is the truth that lies
in the heart of those that scribe
never good at getting meaning
between the lines of what i'm reading
though i struggle trying to see
what others choose to share with me
i'm often left in much surprise
because their wisdom i can't surmise
even when it seems quite plain
i take the chance assume one thing
only to find i got it wrong
can't read the words gotta feel the song
and then when i feel the song
it is the words i should have focused on
add to this the many styles
the many lines of each scribe's vibe
it's easier to understand
why i'm slow to comprehend
i'm learning now it isn't meant
for me to grasp each one's intent
don't have to know what's between the lines
of every poem, of every rhyme
all i know is you shared with me
a part of you so graciously