Blank Eyes

What do you see when you see me, do you see anything

Step outside, see around, so blind with your comfort, so blind but you see.

Colours wrong, but you speak them right, just because you have such human sight. 

To a bee so narrow, so limited to a sparrow, you think your spectrum and for truth lectern.

Wonder flounder, impossible grasp, but to the edges of certainty grasps lost.

Look deep within, to see those that get and return.

In this instance lost and found.