My world is parallel to yours.
I see what you see,
I comprehend
what you understand, but
the pace of my soul,
my mind’s chicanery,
the pattern of my life,
defeats you.
It is perhaps the magic
of the spectacles I wear
you know, the ones
that only a child can use
…effectively.
The varying spectral sensitivity
of which my eyes are capable,
sometimes miss a step
in your logic.
It’s like a missed beat
in the heart, that leads
to moistened eyes,
to anger or pain,
or simple awe at sight
of beauty,
that makes me fear
to show you how I feel,
because of how you think…
Like a garden full
of vibrant colours,
arranged according
to their botany,
not their beauty.
Like lying in a field of grass
watching a sky full of stars,
defined by astrophysics
and not by your dreams.
When I am in
a hypnopompic state,
I tarry not with reason.
I see why your reality
is not what makes me tick.
What turns me on is
an alternative view
of sights and sounds
that sing to me,
in harmony
with Mother Nature’s Earth.
That is, the earth,
the other worldly earth,
of which we are a part.
Try to understand it,
as I do you.
© 2015, poem and photograph (“How Green, How Blue”), John Anstie, All rights reserved
The BeZine 
“It is perhaps the magic
of the spectacles I wear
you know, the ones
that only a child can use
…effectively.”
These lines reminded me of Johnny Cash’s “Magic Glasses,” which phrase a teacher I know used as the title of a book she wrote about holistic education and multiple intelligences… and round and round the allusions go, intended or otherwise, making one of your points… how we each see differently, experience differently, even when what we look at is the same.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That has to be one of the the roots of our uniqueness, Michael, and perhaps, therefore, human frailty and conflict?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Our unique perspective. Perhaps.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes! A perspective, which would, if scientific logic can be applied here, result from the unique combination of chemistry and physics that, respectively, determine and drive our minds and bodies not only to see, but also to hear, feel, taste and smell the world in infinitely varying intensities and combinations.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think we should include mathematics (probability, chaos theory) as well…but perhaps also try to imagine other ways of knowing that reflect on this question…
LikeLiked by 1 person