The Way To Say

It is easy to say,

When you know the way.

You read a book,

You think of the things it says.

You see them, visualize them

And then you turn to the next line.

Have you ever smelled it, or heard

What the words had to say?

The words say a giraffe

You think of the giraffe.

They write of the footsteps, the screech of an owl

You have your ears up.

They tell you of Mars,

You think of the Red Desert.

They tell you of the three-headed alien,

And you still believe it.

But

When they tell you of the crying of a unicorn,

You are dumb.

They play the Saturn Flute

And you see the flute,

But never hear it.

They tell of the stink of the Frog sweat

And you think of the hopping around.

You have your senses, and they have theirs

But they control not all of yours.

It is your victory.

It is just that they do not try to win.