the camel doesn't see his back*

Each man lacks knowledge of himself
for his eyes point only outward,
but how unfortunate it is
for he believes himself, his eyes
which tell fated lies like the sea –
whereon I pressed my ear and heard,
"I am the sand, that I must be."

The sea can never see itself,
and nor does the drunk man who claims –
"there's no way that I **** myself."