The abstract is always constructed from the concrete; it is a subset of the larger reality. The emulated is always smaller than the emulator.
Rationality is a delicate balancing act. Uncompensated emotions or misunderstood passions can overthrow it. Errors wrapped in beautiful packages may be well-intended, but a Trojan Horse isn't a good gift even if it's meant well.
Your poem is rather lovely. Your use of the seasonal reference is far more elegant than my own, which was a brute-force selection. But it's inaccurate, and the fact that it's beautiful makes the error more dangerous.
Joshu Washes the Bowl
A monk told Joshu: `I have just entered the monastery. Please teach me.'
Joshu asked: `Have you eaten your rice porridge?'
The monk replied: `I have eaten.'
Joshu said: `Then you had better wash your bowl.'
At that moment the monk was enlightened.
Mumon's Comment: Joshu is the man who opens his mouth and shows his heart. I doubt if this monk really saw Joshu's heart. I hope he did not mistake the bell for a pitcher.
It is too clear and so it is hard to see.
A dunce once searched for fire with a lighted lantern.
Had he known what fire was,
He could have cooked his rice much sooner.