Those who talk do not know.

Those who know do not talk. -Lao Tzu

Talking is not the same as writing,

Not the same as reading something the seer said.

But the Poet is ever aware of the First Cause,

And much like the Magician's assistant,

Would never divulge the secret.

Therefore the poem is merely the shadow

Of the beautiful nameless thing,

The secret, sacred Reality

Which exists somehow,

Ever, eternally unborn.

-jenn