More Than Known

Mends of leaves

And whistles cease,

Footsteps passing,

You want to please.

You gape at someone,

And you see.

The mystery and rise,

That won't flee.

Anonymous fey that passes,

Unknown in streams.

Molds different though,

Ray from the same beams.

Candid are the speeches,

Detorted minds be freed.

Words enormously epitheted,

A masterful heed.

True as it can be,

Hidden are revealed.

When closer it thinks,

Said which cannot be healed.

So is the infamous, unnamed,

A stranger's coast be.

As a lost island and kingdom,

Where one can be me.