The poet’s privilege

A poet goes beyond reality
and has the right to be excluded
from the petty troubles of mundaneness,
since it’s natural for him
to break conventional dimensions,
since his home is timelessness.
Do not expect him to be fathomed
or identified or even specified,
he will avoid all analysis efforts,
baffling readers and researchers
and the more so through all ages,
since he stepped aside from the beginning
from the ignorance of lying senses
to devote himself exclusively to the beyond
which no one ever really could define
but which it was his task to understand
and try, at least, to make it understandable,
as some kind of a medium
between conventional dimensional mortality
and the unfathomableness of timelessness.