It\'s not what you look at that matters,
it\'s what you see.
Henry David Thoreau
Each one of us, governed by perception
Hear, smell, taste, and feel what is there
Be it solid, dead, living, water, or air
In our own private way without exception
A beautiful sunset lights up the sky
The poet sees lines of a poem to write
The realist sees only air pollution plight
The painter sees colors, brushes, and dye
Where we come from and what we have learned
Is all part of the intricate process we use to see
Results will be different between you and me
No right, nor wrong as far as I’m concerned
Certainly, we all see the same ‘thing’
But meanings can be very far apart
Arrived at entirely by brain and heart
And past impressions we usually bring
We may not see along the same line
That’s why we have to keep an open mind
To differing interpretations of any kind
So understanding and acceptance will align