FIRST SIGHT

- Dwarakaithalaivan

Eyes open fully

Watching a blossoming flower

On the tree near a hilly road.

Photographer presses the button

And orders his camera

“Just move your eyes

Back and forth

And look at the object clearly.

Let thousands of eyes converge

On the picture you take ”

Unlike the professional photographer

We have only natural eyes.

Distant rock, a walking mule,

And a flower

All are at different distances.

We look at them with our naked eyes.

All are partially clear images

Falling on the eye retina.

Brain will get the signals

And move the ciliary muscle

That holds the eye lenses.

They are adjusted

And we get clear images of an LED TV.

Camera is an obeying pet animal

In the hands of a photographer.

But we never command our eyes

To get something done.

Within seconds

We get images of various objects

At various distances

As pages of a book.

All are done by brain

The greatest servant of nature.

We are only the 'spectators'.

            Earth painted all over its body called crust

And waited for millions of years.

There was no one to enjoy its beauty.

It needed at least a mirror to look at.

So it gave sight to the first life

That saw the world.

It is not meant that

A life on earth had felt the happiness

For the first time.

But that was very unique

Which had never been 'seen' before

By any life on earth.

 courtesy: Muse India    Jan- Feb 2015 issue