Eyes cannot be trusted

When they are fronted

By the mind, its patterns

To see only what matters

The visual perspective

Is made selective

Even if the truth’s in sight

To mind, it’s dark as night

We depend on its power

With them, we scour

Through the shadows 

Fear keeps us on our toes

Who will wipe the dust?

For eyes to regain trust

The mind won’t let us see

The only version of reality