Poetry: its goals and means

Poetry is endowed with dreams. Is it something invented by the poet that deceives minds and misleads souls? Or the result of what the Creator of beings created? There is no one ahead or behind these dreams, if it is true that they are dreams? Aren't love, hate, fear, hope, despair, contempt, jealousy, regret, admiration, and compassion the substance of life? Is it any wonder that it is also the subject of poetry?
Whoever said that man is a poetic animal would be right, even if he was not taught the rules and principles of rhythm! The child who listens to the legends of old women is a poet, the villager who sees the bow of the clouds and makes it visible to him is a poet, the urbanite who goes out to see the prince's procession is a poet, the miser who clutches a dirham in his hand is a poet, the man who defiles his brothers and dirty himself with his companions is a poet, and the king's owner who places his hopes in a smile. .. They are only those who live in a world made up of imagination and the saddle of illusions!