Everything that our eyes see is a vision
That our eyes were constructed to believe
Is worth a look. Each glance makes a decision
About what it will not or will perceive.
Sight is a tool that’s differently endowed—
Dogs can’t see colors, cats stare at a ghost,
And we see faces in a passing cloud
And Jesus in a piece of melba toast.
We look upon the world like it’s our book,
But it’s a mirror—it needs us to be.
We see ourselves no matter where we look
And never see past what we need to see.
So tell me, love, and always tell me true,
What I’m not seeing when I look at you.
Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells