A Poems Secret Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A tiny line, a simple phrase,
Holds worlds unseen in its soft haze.
A different heart, a different day,
Can find a new path, a brand new way.

A tiny rhyme, a feeling deep.
A single line, secrets to keep.
Your heart decides what words will show.
What truth resides, what seeds will grow.

The poem waits, it doesn't change,
But in your soul, its meanings range.
A quiet thought, a joy, a fear,
All bloom within, when you draw near.