What is Poem, by sorenbarrett, at My poetic side

There is no right there is no wrong there only is

And what is to one is not to another

To find this difference is the object of existence

In wisdom there is ignorance

In ignorance there is wisdom

I can only perceive what I can sense

I can only be aware of a small part of what I perceive

What would it be like to see colors through the eyes of a butterfly?

I peer through a pin hole into the vastness of eternity

And wonder what it would be like to look back from the other side of infinity

Would I see the pin hole?

Would I know what was on this side?

What is