The Things Nobody Else Sees

The things nobody else sees

The things I see alone

The lovely grace in my grove of trees

An ancient bovine's crumbling bones

These are a few things I see alone

An mammal is breathing I N and O UT

It's breathing.

Don't you get it?

No, you don't.

You've never seen.

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An insect is moving, creeping, crawling

It's moving. 

Don't you get it?

No, you don't.

You've never seen.

You may have looked,

A fleeting glance granted

But you've never seen,

You just looked and were unenchanted

Looked and kept on walking

Have you ever seen?

Are you another who comprehends?

How often I've imagined you,

Imagined being what they call friends

But maybe it's just me....

Seeing the things nobody else sees.

p.s

 to accompany a rambly post