A poem is a window small Into the poet's mind. He isn’t going to give to you Every word defined. Peer into this given glass, Let your eyes adjust, Tokens shared in cryptic thoughts, Interpret them you must. This invitation to his heart Is to you a gift. Please look in with kindly eye As the words you sift. Find the beauty, find the good, Search for all the truth. If it makes no sense to you Explore his point of view. Thank you for partaking of The poet’s offerings, I hope you take away with you Something worth keeping.