The Place Inbetween.

[Fkeu'itan]

Painful isn't it?
When you have,
Such a grand design,
But translation fails.

A vision so vivid,
To the mind's eye...
Yet so clouded,
To physical form.

Research all you want.
It will not help.
For this is a process,
That mastery denies.

As a poet without his words,
A mathmatician without numbers;
An artist without such application,
Is lost.

All you can do,
Although futility persists,
Is try and hope,
That soon...

The vision will jump the boundary.