Metaphor Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

A mirror of truth in a veil of disguise,
A river of meaning beneath calm skies,
Metaphor dances where language lies.

It paints with colours no eyes have seen,
Bridging the gap from thought to dream,
A silent echo, both sharp and serene.

The heart's heavy burden becomes a flame,
The soul, a vessel no storm can tame,
Metaphor whispers, calling its name.

A world in a grain, a universe in a glance,
A fleeting truth in a fleeting chance,
Metaphor leads in its mystic dance.