"I SHall Not Describe The Little Rain"
I See Poets noting this thing and that thing,
and telling me to do the same, and i might be
as good.  But the problem with that
is that
i see no sense
in description
of the transient world.  Details
are unimportant you want to really
really get the essence of life, the meaning,
without the details.  I dont want to
have gone through my life
simply noting details like a computer does
and writing them down.  i find details
irrelevant to the truth.  i want see through the details
i want to see the unseen, grasp the ungrasped, realise
the unrealised.  I seek truth before beauty.  The ideals
are my friends, like chess pieces in a game i play alone.
I want to see through the veil of sentience and existence into
the spiritual. to see the unseen, grasp the hand that holds me,
percieve the unseen truths that go
go beyond the details.
I shall not describe the Little Rain.  Though it was
little, I shall not.  I shall look and seek until i come to the utter
meaning of the meaning that is
the little rain.  When i find it,
I write it down.
We Do Not Have Time For That.
We Do Not Have The Time
To Linger amongst the physical and material
one must see as one would speak to my God!
I shall not describe The Little Rain.
I shall tell you the meaning,
when i find it.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen./