In the silence of the night, he pens the universe,
Words flowing like rivers, his heart immersed.
A wanderer of thoughts, seeking the unknown,
Jaun Elia, a poet, whose spirit has grown.

Amidst the shadows, where dreams often hide,
He weaves tales of longing, with nothing to bide.
A voice of rebellion, yet tender and true,
In every verse, a world anew.

The stars are his guide, in this vast cosmic sea,
Searching for meaning, where few dare to be.
A philosopher, a lover, a soul unconfined,
In his poetry, the essence of mankind.

As the dawn breaks, his words remain,
Echoes of passion, in joy and in pain.
A legacy of wisdom, forever he’ll stay,
In the heart of the reader, guiding the way.