In simple words are mystery
Words of wisdom short and sweet.
Direct and deep, not flowery;
Meanings buried, you cannot cheat,

Black on white the symbols stand.
When you look what do you see?
The purest truth the pen had planned?
Primary, secondary or tertiary?

Semantics unrefined, cliche'?
Indeed, but is there more to find?
Do the words unspoken plea
Demand from you your deeper mind?

The words; they've screamed out many times
It's true you can't go home again.
The riddle's answer in the rhymes?
Home's somewhere I've not yet been.