Look at me,
What do you see?
The secret to invisibility?
A poet,
A writer,
An educator.
Perhaps that is me.
But beyond the pages,
Just looking through the ages,
I am different from those in cages.
Free.
Like a bird.
Free.
Like the wind.
Seek me not in the tiny spaces.
For I am everywhere.
Invisible to man.
Who am I?
Asked the sages.
I am intelligence from the fables.
A light shining across the tables.
Here I am now,
In the palm of your hand.
Carpe diem,
It's either here or Neverland.
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