The Scene and The Herd

The Scene and The Herd

Eyes open to receive

A burst of perception

A branch thought broken off

A vision or a hunch

Ears set to perceive

The sound I thought I heard

Animal, horn or word

Vision indicates discernible details

Well within my scope

Hearing informs the brain

Of the unseen realm

Sounds betray rafts of information

You can’t see the wind

You can’t see the speed of light

But you can hear the wind moving

Through the tall reeds and

  You can hear a sonic boom

If we listen to each other and

Everything else

 We can see the hidden elements

We hear

If we look close enough

We can hear the silent elements

We see

Funneling it all through

The scope of the brain

We receive what we perceive

Senseless or not

Reality is illusory

Segmented understandings

Sifting through the sand

It all goes in one ear

Through one eye and

Out through the mouth

Over the tongue

8.25.2012                          flot