Respective Perspective

A poem I wrote for an art piece, click photo to view art.

How often do you consider the perspective of trees?
Have you ever even considered the perspective of a breeze?
Is there a difference in perspective as a seed, 
Or a difference between the roots and leaves?
Are there things without perspective, how about a cell? 
When you put something gross in your body does it say "what the hell?"
Who knows if it does, surely I do not.
For some perspectives that perspective gives their stomach a knot.
If a flower experiences different than us or produces any notion of a thought,
Does it see it's self and other things differently or is it caught?
Caught in a universal perspective that we are all tuned into
Or say we see a straight line, but an elephant is detuned does that line bend Too?
Bend to the left, but I may see it bend right.
You say it's black, but I only see white.
You think it's wrong, but I think it's right.
This time in life is a low, but I'm at new heights.
Perspectives such a silly thing, 
Some people worship and view certain people as kings, 
Whereas others simply see that person as another human being.
Some see failure as the end, some see it as a lesson.
Some see success as happiness, others only find depression.
Imagine for a second that your perspective isn't limited, 
And soon you will see you don't have to imagine it and it isn't limited.
Every dreamer has their own perspective,
It's best to not assume yours is better or right and just respect it,
In retrospective things are always different than they were at the time,
Now the times have changed and you've changed your mind.
Even time its self is different between each and everything,
Imagine being an insect alive for only two days,
Do you think it's a quick haze or an extended time maze?
You think just landing for a second is their only time to laze?
Then every second after is just life lived in a blaze.
I'm not sure about any other perspective than mine,
Even my own perspective I'm very unsure of at times,
All I really know is in one way or the other we are all alive.
-Jaden Douglas

Author's Note

click photo to view art piece