Ocean of Thoughts

Now I understand
The reason behind
Figurative language, firsthand
To speak so little
Yet, to mean so much
Hidden in ambiguity
Only the pure can know

To speak in imagery
And paint picture with words
With a beautiful delivery

To sing with heart
That one can enjoy in happy times
But press deep in thought after recurrence
That’s it
A recurring effect
Like an echo from the mountains
They ring the same words
But with meanings manifold