We look at the same faces each day
We're viewing those humans how they appear to us; how they look and how they act
We judge them instantly
We never once think to look at the world in their shoes and through their eyes
We're looking but we aren't really seeing
We hear the same voices and same music each time we chose
We hear the positive and negative words we expose ourselfs to
We don't listen to the meaning; we just hear what's spoken
We're hearing but we aren't truly listening
We're touched by the old familiar hug but we don't acknowledge the importance
We know you're here but do we feel your presence?
And to us the world seems ordinary
Yet we have no idea what it's capable of giving us
We know but we'll never fully be aware of its sweet mysteries