It matters not what you mean

for it is not unknown.
It stays upon thy tongue lingering
for itsef to be recognized.
Yet you can't find the wrods.
Does thy try to grasp the ungraspable
and fall flat on thy face.
It is just impossible to speak of
what isn't named.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Niuran, in the year 137 MA.