The benefit of writing a poem of your own
Whether the words are fact or fiction
Will never be known

You can write out your soul
Hidden is the source of eloquence
Admitting you to write upon the scroll

Do the words come from experience
Or just curious, wondering thoughts
That are creating the beautiful cadence

The truth may even be both
Wondering at how things have changed
Through the times of hardship and growth

Of the meanings in each phrase
What is to be perceived?
Maybe that's the point of a transcribed maze