Esoterica unseen, come to me in shadows of the day.
Esoterica – she dances for me about a hidden lore,
whispering secrets, she leads me on my way
to sacred places, where the most wise explore.
Esoterica smiles at me beneath the veil of starry night,
She speaks in symbolic poetry of ancient secrets told,
She wears a cosmic tapis in modesty woven tight.
Learn through her wisdom – ancient stories are not old.
The moon is her lantern, as she walks it softly gleams,
Esoterica I feel in your presence- alchemy of soul and mind,
Illuminate my night, expose shadows as arcane dreams.
A journey with Esoterica is deep but the seeker finds
wisdom cloaked in her voice, transcending time.
Her hermetic teachings, obscure yet cryptic, craft the keys,
in enigmatic poesy. Find them hidden in her rhyme.
You need them to unlock the door to truth, the door that frees.

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