Treasure Island

Jessica Dehn

(May 8,1986)

See


Look around.
Do you see that place there?
What do you feel when you see it?
Is it just a plain old place,
nothing special to see?

Look again,
Look without your jaded eyes.
See that place!
That boring old place,
is so much more!

A place of love,
A place of lost hope,
A place of joy,
A place of sorrow,
A place with meaning!

When you look around
do you truely see?
Do you see what was
once there, what is to
come?

That tree over there
once glanced at and ignored.
That tree there has watched.
It has seen the world.
It has seen you!
It does not see the mask we
wear.
No, it sees the all the
hidden things.

How rare a thing to see.
Not just to look, but see.
Our eyes do not lie, but we
tell ourself that is not
what we see and change our
view of the world.

How many times have we
passed right by blinding
ourselfs to the truth
around us, lying with
our eyes that can no
longer see.

So for now I will sit
under this tree, hoping
to see the truth that
it sees! To uncover my
eyes and remove the film
that covers them.
I will look and see!

Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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  • Jessica Dehn (3/13/2014 11:25:00 PM)

    Thank you both! I'm glad you enjoyed it. It never fails to amaze me how blind we as people can be to the power and wonder of a simple place or go with out see a person and the wonder each holds. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (3/11/2014 8:44:00 PM)

    Sometimes we look at things but do not really see things. Your these two lines reminded me of just that:
    'How rare a thing to see.
    Not just to look, but see.' - And...the last stanza,
    'So for now I will sit
    under this tree, hoping
    to see the truth that
    it sees! To uncover my
    eyes and remove the film
    that covers them.
    I will look and see! ' - Is just beautiful.... (Report) Reply

  • Ed Nigma (3/10/2014 1:44:00 PM)

    I like this poem very much. It speaks on a reflection into ones soul because it sees you now you need to see you. When you look in the mirror what do you see? When you stare deep into your soul through your eye-gates what do you see inside. And love at the end where you will sit peacefully in contemplation on all these things. I really enjoyed this one. Good job!

    Allan Gerard! ~ (Report) Reply

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