We cannot know

We cannot know what we cannot see
except through some inner eye that sees through waterfalls,
each droplet an individual prism of imagination
and color to wash over  Apollo's torso.
One day we see in black and white, like the
fancy gallery postcards we send to our friends
to look sophisticated.
we know we are not, and they do, too, but
we pretend to see the profound through waterfalls
that obstruct our vision, the kaleidoscope of colors
will beautifully block the view.

Photo by Bahman Farzad from Flickr