Lifes Essence Poem by Sarah Persson

Was it just a picture?
Is it ever just a picture?
What you see is not the same
As me or any other.

Were the words just meaningless
Or have a hidden message?
Did the words between the lines
Make up a secret passage?

What you see before your eyes
May not be just as is,
For I have seen a different face
So not a true analysis.

The ocean is a vast expanse,
That's filled with life and water,
But just as much a wishing well
Deep thoughts dwell in its structure.

A tree, a shady canopy,
A lovers favorite place,
A poets thoughts dwell in its bark
Each branch a tale, each leaf a face.

My home is just a house to you,
My pride within it clear,
Your world is yours to do at will,
It's essence free and yet still dear.