-- OUR SENSES UNBOUND --

John Herlihy

Our five senses often play an alternative role,

Use the heart of another sense as if they stole.

We may imagine dragon clouds in a foul smell;

We see lightning but the sounds of thunder tell.

Animals seem able to pick up the smell of fear,

While humans see emotion in the drop of a tear.

The eyes roam to find a bleeding hearts flower,

Smell the air to arouse the aroma of the bower.

The sound of a violin pulls on the heart strings;

We almost taste the melody when a bird sings.

We listen to sounds of silence to fool the brain;

Gentle breeze can carry the moist smell of rain.

The wisdom of a nose can be found in the eyes;

The vision of the eyes may tell our hearing lies.

The world is connected in ways we cannot tell;

Ears listen to silence while sight invades smell.

We can feel our five senses in ways unbound;

Mystery unveiled never imagined to be found.

In the sixth sense, the senses find true home,

To know the miracles beneath heaven’s dome.

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(c) John Herlihy 2 April 2019