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.