When you look into a forest
Can you only see the trees?
Do you see the size of sunlight
Through the elbows and the knees?
By the houses and the fences
Can you see the shape of skies?
Do the pieces of the atmosphere
Appear before your eyes?
Silence is a part of music.
There is hot and cold to feel.
Think negative, you'll find in art
That nothing's very real.