If art went abstract, couldn't poetry? If some streams of art turned 'incomprehensible,' but not without a battle for acceptance first, should I wonder at or fear initial rejection? Although these 'poems' are not abstract - for like the inventive artist every line or brush stroke is full of known meaning - I suppose they might appear so, at first glance! But I had experienced that the heart 'rent in twain' could carry the mind's every finding further and deeper, and that it wasn't necessary for the outer parts of it to understand, in order to perceive light via the spirit.
In joy and wonder I was shown that the primary purpose of these poems,
is not that they be literally understood, but that they literally make us
littler. For the littler we are the lighter we become; and the lighter we
become the happier we are, which isn't by more, but by less.
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