The Eye Is Not a Camera

The eye is not a camera taking shots Our mind affects the aspect we perceive And what it feels important it allots Gives grace or hatred ,causes us to grieve. When we are afraid ,we see the worst We see disgrace or ruin as our fate As if our self for horror has a thirst So all the little details we collate Yet when we love we see before us joy The flowers sing, the birds dance in the air We see no evil nor with hatred toy All aspects of our world appear more fair. We see not what is there,we see our self To learn ,we must employ our own mind's wealth