
Did I look as scary to the eye as the eye looked to me? What vision did the eye behold?
Sunday is collage day for me; every Sunday, without fail, I publish a collage for Aino’s Värikollaasit. (Today, for example, this one. So – here is my collage for One Word Sunday: sense.

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His vision, from the constantly passing bars,
has grown so weary that it cannot hold
anything else. It seems to him there are
a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.
Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe
so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält.
Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe
und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt.
( excerpt from the poem Der Panther / The Panther by Rainer Maria Rilke)
https://bopaula.wordpress.com/2017/06/22/thursdays-special-vision/