INEFFABLE

INEFFABLE

To describe it
Would be to deceive you
To explain it
Would be to mislead you
Those who would swear by it
Never do
They know it is ineffable

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on January 4, 2012, in Guff, Poems and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Beautifully stated, the eloquence of simplicity!

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  2. I enjoyed embracing the sublime and the profane simultaneously. πŸ˜›

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  3. Ben, I’ve always loved the word “ineffable” (and all that it means – which is ineffable! πŸ˜‰ ) Love this succinct little poem!

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  4. Thank you so much. It is always a special honour to receive a compliment from such as you, Betty. πŸ™‚

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