A lot of what I see I don’t look at.


Or, perhaps I can say:
a lot of what I look at I don’t see.


Even though we can say it both ways
I think you know what I mean.


I know that I see people most every day
but don’t really look at them.


I also know that when I encounter beauty
I sometimes miss its essence.


I would like to be more sensitive
relative to this matter
but I am afraid that as I get older
and things within me diminish
I do not do as I would like
as much as I used to.


I really would like to see what I look at
or really look at what I see.


Maybe the important word is neither
look at nor see, but REALLY.


I really want to be more into
what my ears and eyes offer me each day.



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