Letting go of Impressing Others

Given up on words with ornament

That to describe an impression clearly

I choose the simplest of ways;

For a succinct description without flourish,

Familiar and closest to heart and mind –

A freshly wiped window without smudge.

But when this belief narrow my view

Where all I see is a tree and rock,

What is lost in my careful discerning

Might I miss the fox wandering about

While I’m too pent on pleasing aesthetes?