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Book 3 Page 51
Inventions of the soul
We see with ‘our eyes, ‘
But colours do not come from them.
We hear with ‘our ears, ‘
But sounds do not come from them.
We think with ‘our brain,’
But what is a thought?
We feel with ‘our hearts,’
But who actually feels.
Thoughts and feelings,
sights and sounds,
cannot exist outside of time,
And yet I think that time
is the lone invention
of the soul.
© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au dominicj7@poetry.net.au 27/6/99