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