Viewpoints
From here I perceive
an image cognition weaves
Based on present impression
yet colored by my profession
You gaze in a dissimilar direction
observing with your own inflection
You see clear skies of blue
While I see a stormy hue
How can such diversity arise
from two sets of faultless eyes
Is visual truth subjective
depending on individual perspective
Have my life’s pages formed a sieve
retaining what I refuse to forgive
Perhaps it’s time for examination
of this aberrant manifestation
Leading to a paradigm alteration
producing acute visual revelation
Note: Pictured above is a pair of Osprey I observed at Flamingo, in the Florida Everglades. The male is on the left and the female on the right. This photo caught them looking in opposite directions and in considering this, a poem was born. Incidentally, an osprey’s vision is reported to be 3-5 times greater than that of humans. Their ability to spot fish in the water is what allows them to survive. Could it be that our way of looking at things is a key to our own “survival”? Just a thought…