A 3D World

Sometimes when I look at a tree or a building as I travel around them I get a perspective of awe. Seeing how the object I observe stands still as I move one way and the world behind it moves in the opposite. 
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The only way to explain it is in a vaguely written poem in which you have no sure idea of the meaning of each word or phrase. 


I see the every day

The trees in their way

I see before them and behind them

Feeling the space around their stem

Everything everywhere my mind explores

All around each object knowledge stores

The way they move, shifting and rotating with the world around their apparatus 

My mind frees to see the entire universe

I see it all as if my previous vision was a curse

All of creation lies before me 

As I travel through the guarantee.