In Terrified Praise of Vague Concepts

Life, freedom, consciousness, love,
Existence, art, and meaning,
Among others, are all vague

Since they all feel meaningful
And distinguished from other
Terms, including each other,

But are especially tough
To decompose into parts
Or define through your senses

As remembered sensations—
Most especially meaning
Itself, that closed, spinning loop.

Dread the cloud words, nebulous,
But ferocious in their storms.