When sun was shining bright.
I went into the field of corns.
There I saw a tree very large.
Filled with flowers and thorns.
Changed eyes with man on left;
And then carefully saw the tree.
Flowers could not be spotted.
Only thorns appeared to me.
Changed eyes with man on right;
And then carefully saw the tree.
Thorns could not be spotted.
Only flowers appeared to me.
Was that tree really a tree;
Or kind of magic in disguise.
Was that tree really changing;
Or twas due to changing of eyes?
Everything depends on how we perceive things. Two men looked out of the prison bars, one saw mud, the other saw the beautifulblue skies! A great truth unravelled through this poem!
Perception is what not eye but mind that sees lovely a poem on labyrinth of mind a mirage..thank you
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Change eyes with left or right and then learn and perceive. Learning and perception are just like two sides of a coin. Magic perception depends on learning. Very mystical, philosophical and excellent poem shared on management of mind.