There are some pages of our book
That could never be read
Only because they are written
In our own special, secret, code.
These are the guardian pages
Protecting us from the casual one,
Who makes our acquaintance,
Merely out of an idle curiosity,
And who will surely turn away,
Upon meeting the very first
Obstacle to his comprehension.
The illumined one who understands,
Is worth more to the artist soul
Than a thousand baffled friends.