What the eyes dont see

to the eyes, the earth
was once flat until
space proves to us
that it's round and
floating on air

to the eyes, death
is the end of things
until perhaps one day
space again proves
it adds colours to roots
and roundness of existence

the realm opens itself
to us like a bloom

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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