When thrown from the proverbial
Horse,
One climbs back on.

When one sees a sunset,
as beautiful as any seen;
you might gasp in delight.

When one encounters the unknown,
enters areas uncharted,
delves into "inner spaces"
reserved for 'qualified and enlightened travellers;'

The description of scenes
Observed,
Feelings encountered,
Emotions experienced,
Thoughts arising,
Experiences lived;

Becomes a difficulty.

I won't apologize
if my explanation
is misunderstood.

Poetry is of the heart,
not the mind;
necessarily.

It's only purpose
Is the meaning
Inherent
In it.

Green Eggs and Ham.