We are fully aware, in our own psychosis
The hues of the earth
All stun and amaze
But never quite the same

What cannot be known, at this moment
Are the true shades of life
Outside, of our bustling minds

We all diverge in our stride to define
The relentless aim
Bringing certainty, sanity and calm

How can we fully know
Behind gray matter walls
What lurks, what lives in the mist?