The people on this planet
they live their lives
trapped inside their primitive skulls,
depending on flesh and bone
to tell them
what the universe is like.
They don't know what it is
to see beyond the physical.
Touch this flower.
This is how they know their universe.
They touch the flower,
their nerve impulses travel up their arm
to the brain,
and in their mind, they sense the moisture of the petals,
the texture of the leaves, the sharpness of the thorns,
and they think they know
what it feels like.
But they don't.