There is a poem in every man, that unearths a responsibility.
In the rhythm of the heart you will see,
a place of eternal reality.
In time you will come close to it,
to seek it is to unearth this pleasentry,
In time it will be revealed.
The story, in history
A poem or a pleasentry, it is yet to be known
realize and you will know.
Sweet Delight,
In poetry of sight,
This for those that seek tomorrow's light
Something in which all should delight
I bring from thy bosom of sight,
not just poetry but divine light!