We’re lost, in the details
Being in the mind entails
Holding the lesser picture
Created, as thoughts flicker
Details are inessential
To live to our potential
It requires a broad vision
Time’s short, can we hasten?
In details, will emerge
All that we want to purge
From the mind’s stores
It has countless doors
We can’t ignore the details
Calling them fairytales
They are our creations
Not new revelations