Primal

Think with no words.
Only instinctual knowing.
Move forth with clear directive.
KILL of be Killed.

No reason ruling. Only nature.
Ride on the very back of nature.
Yet conceive no word for nature.

None.

Know what it is. Its truth.
Know that giving it a name,
Will only diminish it.

Swallow up its beauty and its cruelty with your eyes.
Call to the moon.
But do not be like it.
Do not be phased.